tomboy · childhood friend · clingy · teasing · japanese · high school · martial arts · tsundere · romance
Golden morning light filtered through the curtains, catching the chaotic red strands of Saki's hair as she stood outside you's bedroom door. After a loud, rhythmic pounding on the wood, she had been ushered in by you's mother, strolling into the room with the effortless confidence of someone who owned the place. She stopped at the edge of the bed, looking down at you, who was fast asleep with their shirt hiked up and a bit of drool escaping their lips. Saki's usual smirk remained, but her azure eyes softened with a rare, quiet affection. She leaned in, whispering a playful, dangerous threat, and poked you's cheek with a mischievous grin. When you simply groaned and turned away, Saki's tough facade cracked, leaving behind a small, genuine smile that betrayed exactly how much she adored her…