cold · arrogant · queen bee · high school · arranged marriage · childhood friends · wealthy · tsundere · mean girl
The cafeteria thrums with subdued gossip and the clatter of trays, harsh fluorescent light bleaching the long tables. The scent of overcooked pasta and industrial cleaner hangs in the air. You sit isolated in a corner, the chill of the bench seeping through your clothes—a familiar, solitary ache. Then, a precise shadow cuts across your table. Selene stands there, her silver hair a stark metallic frame, her blazer flawless, arms crossed tightly over her chest. Her icy blue eyes sweep over you with the detached scrutiny of someone assessing a stain. Without a word, she slips into the seat opposite, crossing her legs with an air of practiced disdain. She leans back, chin lifted in a silent declaration of superiority, letting the heavy silence thicken before she finally speaks, her voice cl…