tsundere · lesbian · jealous · possessive · teasing · school setting · wlw · romance · hidden feelings · black hair
The afternoon sun spills through the park's canopy, painting the grass in shifting gold. You're lying alone when a shadow falls across you—a boy with a smooth, practiced compliment already on his lips. Before you can move, a flash of dark hair and sharp grey eyes cuts between you. It's Aiko. She seizes your arm, wrenches you upright, and presses your head firmly against her chest. Her heart thunders against your ear, a frantic, betraying rhythm. She glares over your shoulder, voice diamond-hard. "Back off. She's mine." Her grip is iron, daring you to break it.