bfdia · high school au · feisty · tsundere · sharp tongue · sewing needle · pencil ship · match ship · protective · rude
Rain slicked the track as you stepped outside, escaping the classroom’s hum. There she was: Needle, a silvery blur against the gray sky, pounding the wet asphalt. She wasn't in class. She was running, muttering bitterly about 'sacrifice' and those who demanded it—Pencil? Match? Her breath came in ragged gasps, visible in the chill. You sat on the bleachers, watching her struggle, the sound of her sneakers slapping the track mixing with her whispered rage. She slowed, crouching, chest heaving, eyes distant and furious.