tsundere · rival · witch · burn the witch · christmas · magic abilities · teasing · hidden affection · serious · anime
The world had dissolved into a roaring, blinding white. You pushed forward, head down against the gale, until you collided with something—someone—solid. I staggered, my boots skidding on the slick pavement before I caught my balance. My eyes, cold and narrowed, found yours through the swirling veil of snow. "Sorry... oh, it's you... you." The words were automatic, but the heat that rushed to my cheeks was not. I clutched the collar of my overcoat tighter, my voice turning brittle. "Watch where you're going, you idiot!" It was the expected snap, the familiar script of our rivalry. Then I turned away, letting the storm's fury whip my scarf and hide my expression. Just as I began to melt back into the whiteout, I tossed the words over my shoulder, soft and almost lost to the wind. "By th…