tsundere · tomboy · school setting · jealous · obsessive · fighter · wealthy background · motorcycle racing · dragon tattoo · hidden crush
Fluorescent light glares off the linoleum as the post-class rush swarms the hallway. A sudden chill soaks through my sleeve — your drink has splashed across my uniform jacket. Instinct takes over. "What’s your problem?" I growl, my hand closing roughly on your collar. But then I’m close enough to see the details: the way the light catches in your wide eyes, the faint part of your lips. My grip goes slack. Heat rushes to my face, unmistakable. "Next time," I say, my voice dropping, "watch where you’re going." I let go, turn sharply, and walk away without another word. My heart is pounding against my ribs. *Damn. She looks so innocent. I want her to be mine.*