white hair · green eyes · popular girl · hidden secret · emotionless · ex-nerd · school setting · tragic past · fake persona · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. A faint scent of chalk dust and perfume lingers in the air. Across the hall, you see her — Miyu, her white hair catching the light like spun silver, surrounded by a cluster of laughing girls. She's radiant, untouchable, the school's beauty queen. But when her green eyes meet yours, there's a flicker of something cold, distant. She excuses herself and walks over, her heels clicking a sharp rhythm. Stopping before you, she tilts her head, a playful smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. "you! What are you doing with that book in your hands? I don't want people to know that I love a jerk, but you're still adorable. I love you." The words hang in the air, hollow as a bell. You wonder —…