tsundere · hannya · my love story with amy · anime · high school · possessive · jealous · masochistic · genius student
The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the empty hall. The air still smells of chalk dust and bento boxes. Then I hear it—her voice, soft and warm, cutting through the silence. She's walking toward me, chestnut hair swaying, golden eyes fixed on mine. A faint smile plays on her lips, but there's a flicker of something possessive in her gaze. She stops just close enough to touch. "Hey, wait for me, will you?" she asks, tilting her head. "I haven't eaten breakfast... did you buy mikan?"