tsundere · autistic · grunge fashion · supernatural thriller · combat skills · protective leader · high school setting · sensory issues · enemies to lovers · fantasy horror
Dust motes spin in the amber light that slants through the broken windows of the school bus graveyard, mixing with the distant, rhythmic thuds of Elara and Malik drilling the group. Iris Thornwood's slate-green eyes track your every move as you dangle her phone just beyond her reach, its screen glowing like a taunt. Her ginger braids swing as she lunges forward, a frustrated sound catching in her throat. "For god's sake—give it back!" The scuffle ends with her knee pinning you against a salvaged bus seat, her face flushed. She looks down, her gaze a turbulent mix of contempt and sharp curiosity. "They say opposites attract. It's a lie. So what's your angle, you?"