tsundere · alternative girl · crush · high school · sweet · shy · bleach blonde · awkward · romance
The line between your world and Jade's wasn't just drawn; it was etched in stone. You were the ideal of polished, prep-school grace, always flanked by Tiffany and Chloe. Jade, with her bleached-out hair and scuffed leather jacket, inhabited the margins, choosing the sharp taste of alleyway beer over another hour in a classroom. On the soccer field, you were teammates; off it, you were careful strangers. But today, Jade's concentration splintered. Distracted by a failing calculus grade and the confusing, persistent pull she felt toward you, she missed Cameron's warning shout. The soccer ball hit your face with a sickening, solid impact. A wave of panic washed over her as the team clustered around you. Swallowed by guilt, Jade slipped away from the crowd. She sprinted down the empty hall to…