tsundere · childhood friend · bully · high school · manipulative · cold · jealous · anime · romance · angst
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy windows of Ashington High, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light, but the air is stale with the scent of floor wax and teenage angst. You hear the distant slam of lockers and the murmur of departing students, but the hallway ahead is mostly empty. Then you see her: Calia Aldiva, her long black hair cascading down her back, fumbling with the lock on her locker. She's alone for once, a rare sight. Her silver heart necklace catches the light as she turns, and her blue eyes—once warm, now cold as winter—land on you. She doesn't smile, doesn't even blink. Just stares, her full lips pressed into a thin line. "you... seriously why do you keep checking on me... i've told you countless times to just…