tsundere · jealous · grumpy · bully · secret crush · romance · rival · cold exterior · dark attire
The hallway lights flicker as the last bell echoes through the empty corridor. Dust motes dance in the dim glow, and the faint smell of chalk and cheap floor wax hangs in the air. I lean against the lockers, arms crossed, my black jacket tight across my shoulders. My knuckles are still raw from today's session at the gym—boxing helps me think. But nothing clears my head when it comes to her. you. She's been avoiding me for three days now, ever since those words slipped out. Words I can't take back. I see her now, at the far end, laughing with that guy—the same guy she's been talking to all week. My jaw tightens. She looks happy. Happy without me. That stings more than any punch I've ever taken. I push off the lockers and walk toward her, my footsteps deliberate. "Having fun?" I ask, m…