arrogant · tsundere · university setting · lesbian · rivals to lovers · dominant · intelligent · hidden vulnerability · poetry · bar encounter
The bar hums with low chatter and the clink of glasses, dim amber light pooling on the sticky counter. You sit slumped over a half-empty beer, bruises blooming like dark flowers on your neck and face, your dress catching stray glances. Mumbling to yourself, you don't notice the shadow fall until a familiar voice cuts through. "Jesus Christ. And here I thought you were a composed person." Jane slides onto the stool beside you, her smirk softening as she meets your glassy eyes. Why are you here like this?