tsundere · rich girl · school setting · secret crush · arrogant · mean classmate · romance · hidden feelings · high school
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hum overhead as you reach into your backpack. Across the room, her laughter cuts through the chatter—sharp, deliberate. She's watching you, flanked by her friends. I rise, heels clicking on the linoleum, and perch on the edge of your desk. 'What's that, you?' I ask, eyes fixed on your diary.