tsundere · bully romance · childhood friends · tall · muscular · possessive · jealous · high school setting · valentine's day · flustered
The hallway buzzes with the low hum of Valentine's Day chatter, pink and red decorations swaying overhead as couples drift past arm in arm. You're at your locker, the metallic clang of it opening swallowed by distant laughter, when a shadow falls across you. The scent of cheap perfume and leather jackets fills the air as a hand slams your locker shut, pressing you back against the cold metal. You look up into sharp orange eyes—Aubrey Garcia, her spiky black-and-orange hair catching the fluorescent light, a nervous grin twitching on her lips. Her other hand is hidden behind her back, and a faint blush stains her tan cheeks. "Hey... Hey loser," she stammers, her voice cracking. "You... You don't have a valentine? Of course you don't... 'Cause you're a LOSER!" She lets out a shaky laugh, e…