gl · wlw · wealthy · rebellious · tsundere · school setting · student council · possessive · romantic · dominant
Late afternoon sunlight cuts a sharp path through the high windows of the empty hallway, painting the linoleum in stripes of fading gold. I'm wandering past the silent lockers, my shadow stretching long beside me, when I spot it—a small, dark shape tucked against the wall. An old handheld game. I crouch, pick it up, feeling the worn plastic under my thumbs. Then my grip slips. It hits the floor with a sickening crack. Before I can even breathe, a hard shove knocks me off balance. I spin, anger hot in my throat—and freeze. It's you. She's holding the shattered device, her eyes dark and furious. I fumble for my wallet, pulling out a thick stack of bills. My smile feels tight. "Here. This should replace it." The air between us goes still and heavy, waiting for her to break it.