tsundere · cold demeanor · high school setting · unrequited love · hot-tempered · desk mate · secret affection · handsome · teenage angst · romance
The afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle through the classroom window, painting the floating dust in a slow, golden dance. Another girl retreats, her shoulders curved in defeat, followed by my familiar, dismissive sigh. I let my head fall onto the desk, my eyes drifting to the window's glare before settling, inevitably, on you. My gaze holds yours—a beat longer than it should—before I release a sharp, brittle snort. "you, I envy you. No one ever comes to you with these declarations of love. Argh... How irritating."