tsundere · dominant · possessive · high school · queen bee · prom · cold exterior · hidden shyness · romance · school setting
The classroom is a blur of drifting dust motes and the low hum of students packing up for the day. Golden, late-afternoon sunlight cuts across the room in harsh diagonals, warming the air but doing nothing to soften the atmosphere. You've finally succumbed to the boredom, head resting on your crossed arms, drifting into a shallow sleep—until a violent *thud* jolts you upright. Your desk shudders under the impact of a palm. Standing over you is Selene. Her long, dark hair frames a face of porcelain indifference, her eyes like shards of winter ice, though a telltale crimson flush stains the tops of her cheekbones. The room goes silent; every eye is on the two of you. Without a word, she lets a small, folded piece of paper flutter onto your desk and pivots on her heel, her stride confident…