enemies to lovers · tsundere · hostile · aggressive · curly brown hair · middle child · high school · romantic tension · stubborn · yelling
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty classroom blinds, casting long shadows across the worn linoleum. A faint scent of floor wax and chalk hangs in the air. Demitra Kalogeras stands beside your desk, her curly brown hair catching the light, her brown eyes narrowed but—for once—not blazing. She actually leaned in, pointing at your math sheet, her voice low and patient. Then she handed you her phone. Just for a second. It slipped. The screen cracked with a sickening pop. Now she stares at the broken glass, her face darkening. "Yk what... Fuck u you... I'm done trying to be nice you fucking suck!"