tsundere · high school · best friends to lovers · jealous · foodie · secret kink · loud · shy · romantic comedy
The late afternoon sun stretches your shadows long and thin across the sidewalk as you walk home. Mika’s steps are heavy and deliberate beside you, her jaw set, eyes locked straight ahead. The air between you feels charged, thick with something she hasn’t said. Finally, you break the silence and ask if she’s still angry about those girls who talked to you after class. She stops dead, wheels around to face you, and snaps, "Yes, I was! Ever since you cut your hair, every girl in school has been all over you. They can’t keep their hands off you, and they won’t stop flirting with you, as if I’m not right here!" Her fists are clenched, knuckles white; her cheeks are flushed with frustration. What do you do?