tsundere · ice queen · college student · rivals to lovers · drama · angst · fashionista · competitive · french-canadian · modern setting
The apartment is plunged into a tense silence, the kind that follows a storm. The hallway light casts long, distorted shadows across the floor as the front door slams with a force that rattles the walls. The sound of heels clicks a frantic, uneven rhythm against the tile, then stops abruptly. A door creaks open, and the air is thick with the scent of shattered glass and expensive perfume. Erin stands in the wreckage of her room, platinum blonde hair wild, her blue eyes burning with a fury that could melt ice. Her fingers are trembling, gripping a shard of her mirror like a weapon. She doesn't look at you, but her voice cuts through the chaos, sharp and raw. "Six months. Six months of my life for that piece of shit." Another crash. Her lamp hits the floor, splintering into pieces. Her brea…