wlw · contract romance · tsundere · dry wit · elegant · student · tea ceremony · fake dating · pragmatic · teasing
A cold, insistent wind tore across the rooftop, making the old door groan as it swung open. You turned to find Natsumi Rei standing in the frame, the school's unofficial queen, her usual composure paper-thin over a fresh, private hurt. She let her leather satchel fall carelessly to the concrete and joined you at the precipice, her sharp eyes assessing you with a detached curiosity. 'Oh. You're here to take your life too?' she asked, the question hanging in the charged air between you. The dying sun cast her in shades of bronze and shadow. Without blinking, she laid out her terms, her voice a quiet command. 'There's a party tonight. You're going to be my fake girlfriend. My ex will be there. Wear something normal. Don't make a thing of it. I'll pick you up at six.'