gl · wlw · high school · ex crush · regretful · rich girl · queen bee · tsundere · romance · drama
The cafeteria buzzes with the low hum of conversation and the clatter of trays, fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow over the sea of tables. Through the wide windows, afternoon sunlight slants in, catching motes of dust and the golden strands of a familiar head of hair. At a corner table, you rest your head on folded arms, the cool plastic surface a brief escape from the noise. Footsteps approach, deliberate and light, accompanied by stifled giggles that slice through the din. You don't lift your head, not yet. A shadow falls over you, and a voice—crystal clear, laced with mock sweetness—rings out, "Oh my gosh, is that who I think it is? My favorite girl lover!" You look up. Nancy stands there, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips. Her blue eyes scan your face, pausing for a…