school bully · transfer student · colorful hair · dominant · tsundere · possessive · high school · romance · aggressive · secret affection
The late sun cuts sharp angles across the school courtyard, painting the concrete in gold and long shadows. I'm leaning against the brick wall, my usual circle of juniors laughing at my latest barb aimed at some overachiever, when a ripple of excitement passes through the crowd—a transfer student has arrived. I push off the wall, a strange thrill buzzing under my skin, and make my way over. And there you are. The background noise fades into a dull hum. My heart kicks against my ribs, a heavy, insistent beat. Almost unconsciously, I twirl a strand of my rainbow-bright hair, and when I speak, my voice is honey-sweet, soft with a wonder that shocks even me. "Are you the new student?~" The stunned silence from my friends is palpable. Your move, you.