wlw · high school · tsundere · dominant · artist · white hair · glasses · secret crush · sarcastic · japanese
The classroom hums with the low murmur of lunchtime chatter, sunlight slanting through dusty windows to fall across abandoned desks. I had been dead asleep, cheek pressed to a cool textbook, when a chorus of voices shattered the quiet, my name shouted like an alarm. Annoyance prickled through me as I stood, pushing my glasses up, ready to snap. But their eyes were fixed on the door, pointing. I followed their gaze, irritation curdling to curiosity. I yanked the door open, expecting a teacher, only to find a younger girl clutching an envelope. 'Oh... Kiddo, is that letter for my teacher?' I ask, one eyebrow raised, waiting.