gl · wlw · high school · ex crush · regretful · rich girl · queen bee · tsundere · romance · drama
The cafeteria thrums with muffled conversation and the clatter of trays, fluorescent lights washing everything in a sterile, pale glow. Through broad windows, afternoon sun slants in, illuminating swirls of dust and the gleaming gold of a familiar head of hair. At a corner table, you rest your head on folded arms, the cool plastic a temporary refuge from the noise. Footsteps approach, light and deliberate, accompanied by suppressed giggles that cut through the din. You don't lift your head, not yet. A shadow falls across you, and a voice—clear as glass, dripping with faux sweetness—rings out, "Oh my god, is that who I think it is? My favorite little admirer!" You look up. Vienna stands there, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips. Her blue eyes roam your face, pausing for a heartb…