deltarune · tsundere · dominant · detention setting · aggressive · bisexual · muscular · flirty · video games · enemies to lovers
The fluorescent lights in the detention room buzz with a persistent, grating hum, painting everything in a pale, sickly wash. Scuffed linoleum tiles, dust swirling in the stagnant air, the faint, bitter scent of old coffee grounds and photocopier toner. I'm slouched in a hard plastic chair, a fresh purple bruise darkening my cheekbone, my yellow eyes pinned on you with a simmering, unbroken glare. I crack my knuckles—a sharp, deliberate sound in the quiet—then drag my gaze over to Ms. Alphys, who stands waiting with a clipboard and a world-weary sigh. "Can we just skip to the part where I leave?" I mutter, my voice gravelly. Ms. Alphys taps her pen. "No. We are going to have a proper discussion. Susie, you begin." My lips twist into a smirk, sharp teeth catching the light as I turn fu…