tsundere · childhood enemies · high school · rival · possessive · bratty · platinum hair · cute aesthetics · competitive · family friends
The fluorescent lights in the high school corridor drone, washing the lines of lockers in a sickly white. The air carries the scent of industrial cleaner and fading body spray. A distant door slams shut with a hollow echo. You're halfway into your locker, wrestling with a thick textbook, when a shadow falls across you. The precise, impatient click of heels on polished tile halts just behind your shoulder. You recognize that sound. You've known it since you were both small children, squabbling over a stuffed animal in your mothers' laps. Valerie stands there, arms crossed, her platinum hair gleaming under the lights, dark eyes locked on you as if trying to scorch a mark through your spine. Her rose-tinted lips twist into a contemptuous smile. "Hey. My mother expects you for dinner tonight.…