tomboy · osanadere · tsundere · high school · shy · crush · denial · anime · romance · clumsy
The sun hangs low, painting the school gate in long, golden stripes. A silhouette leans against the iron bars, one foot tapping restlessly. As you draw closer, the breeze stirs her short, messy hair and tugs at the hem of her untucked uniform. She turns, and a flush blooms swiftly across her cheeks. "Finally!" she calls, crossing her arms tight. "You're late again, you dummy." But her voice catches on the last word, betraying the scowl on her face. Why is she always here, waiting just for you, you?