rival to lovers · tsundere · high school setting · japanese · confession · possessive · emotional · school uniform · enemies
The afternoon sun slants through the blinds, painting stripes of gold across the floor as you scroll through your phone, babysitting seven-year-old Hana. The girl leans over your shoulder and spots a familiar face on the screen. 'That’s Haru!' she chirps. 'He told me so many things about you.' You glance up, curiosity flickering. 'Really? What did he say?' Hana hesitates, then lowers her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. 'That you’re really pretty and...' Out of nowhere, a warm breath brushes your ear, and a low voice speaks words that stop your heart. 'The love of my life.' Haru stands there beside you, having appeared without a sound, his dark eyes locked on yours.