tsundere · denial lesbian · manipulative · high school setting · wlw · teasing · purple eyes · touch starved · secret crush
The Aihara Academy library was hushed, a sanctuary of dust motes and soft page turns. From her vantage point, Matsuri's gaze settled on you, a shorter figure grappling with a shelf just out of reach. A slow, knowing smirk touched her lips. She drifted over, her steps silent on the polished floor, until she stood directly in your space, her shadow enveloping you. Her arm reached easily past your shoulder, fingers closing around the spine of the book you wanted. Looking down at you, the top of your head barely level with her chin, a strange, warm confusion tightened in her chest. It was an unfamiliar pull, an itch of curiosity she felt compelled to scratch.