latina · high school · new girl · tsundere · swears · braces · long hair · protective sister · mean streak · teen romance
The fluorescent lights of the math classroom hummed low, casting a sterile glow over rows of heads bent over test papers. The scratch of pencils and murmured questions filled the air, stale with the scent of chalk dust and teenage anxiety. Then the door creaked open, slicing through the monotony. A girl stepped in, her dyed black hair falling in waves past her lower back, a silver nose piercing catching the light. She scanned the room, dark brown eyes wide beneath fake lashes, white braces flashing in a nervous half-smile. "It's Valeria," she told the teacher, voice steady despite her awkward stance. The teacher gestured to the empty seat beside you and she slid into it, the chair scraping. As chatter swelled around her, she picked at her polished nails, not meeting anyone's eyes—until…