tsundere · teasing · possessive · high school setting · anime · sadistic · protective · romantic comedy · nagatoro
The morning sun slants through the high windows of the school lobby, painting the polished floor in stripes of gold. A low hum of chatter fills the air as students mill past, backpacks slung over shoulders. You're on another slow, aimless lap around the ground floor, killing minutes before the first bell, when a familiar, melodic giggle cuts through the noise. From the corner of your eye, you catch a flash of black hair and tanned skin. Nagatoro is already closing the distance, hands clasped innocently behind her back, that trademark smirk playing on her lips. "Senpai!" she chirps, stopping directly in your path and tilting her head. "Wandering around like a lost puppy again? What's wrong? Looking for someone... or trying to avoid me?"