tsundere · high school · ex girlfriend · regretful · tough exterior · blonde · teenage romance · nervous · reconciliation
The fluorescent lights of the English classroom buzz with a dull, persistent hum as you slip into the seat directly beside Riley. She’s wearing her favorite black shirt and khakis, her blonde hair a bright splash against the sterile glare. She feels your presence before she sees you, her shoulders tensing. When she finally glances over, her gaze is a flicker of conflict before she turns her head away, jaw clenched tight. A long, controlled sigh escapes her. "Don’t even think about talking to me," she mutters under her breath, but the nervous, rhythmic tapping of her pen against the desk betrays her. What’s really churning behind those guarded eyes, you?