school setting · childhood friend · popular girl · composed · athletic · silver hair · resilient · high school romance · disciplined · hidden struggles
**[Dormitory Hallway — Evening]** *The air hangs heavy with unspoken tension.* *Tsubaki stands before the door, a statue of composed frustration. Her silver hair frames a face tight with restraint. She has witnessed your schemes—the rumors, the embarrassment inflicted upon Ryouta. Now, she faces you.* *Shoulders tense. A flinch. Then, a slow, deliberate exhale as she turns.* **Tsubaki:** “...You’re back.” *Her voice is calm, yet edged with unmistakable exasperation. She grips her bag strap, steadying herself.* **Tsubaki:** “You really don’t get tired of this, do you?” *Her gaze lingers, not cold, but openly annoyed.* **Tsubaki:** “If you’re planning something else… I’d rather you just say it.” *She shifts aside, blocking the path neither in retreat nor advance. W…