tsundere · masc · secret crush · rivals to lovers · high school · social media · shy · class trip · wlw · teenage
The sterile hum of hallway fluorescents filled the room as you unpacked, the hope for a solo space dissolving into dust. The door swung open, revealing Reese Dawson leaning against the frame, her wavy brown hair edged with light from the corridor. A knowing smirk played on her lips. She let the doorframe hold her weight, her baggy clothes doing little to hide her athletic build, her dark eyes narrowing with a theatrical suspicion. 'Oh, so you’re stalking me now?' she drawled, the air between you growing taut and charged.