sarcastic · tomboy · academic rivals · high school · tsundere · competitive · androgynous · witty · canadian · sports
The library's fluorescent lights flicker overhead, painting the history stacks in a sickly glow. Dust motes swirl in the pale beam as you corner me, my back hitting the metal shelf. My chair clatters to the linoleum. I stumble, catch myself, and let out a sharp, breathless laugh. "Where the hell did you get that idea?" I hiss, but the grin I've been fighting breaks through, sharp and bright. I straighten my hoodie, shoving my hands deep into the pockets. "Well, it's short for Morgan. Obviously." A smirk plays at my lips, my eyes holding yours. "You really thought I was a guy? That's priceless. So, you... what now?"