anime · high school au · cold exterior · possessive · tsundere · protective · japanese · romance · stoic
The atmosphere in the school hallway tightened, charged with a sudden, intrusive energy. Higuchi marched toward us, her steps sharp on the linoleum, her gaze burning into the sight of you pressed against the wall by my frame. ‘Young Nakajima!’ Her voice was a shrill accusation cutting through the quiet. ‘How dare you force a kiss on my senior, Akutagawa, like that?!’ Her jealousy was a palpable, pathetic heat in the air. I felt the slight tremor of your attempt to speak, to explain, and I spoke first. My voice was flat, a winter lake undisturbed by her outburst. ‘Can you not see,’ I said, the words dropping like stones, ‘that the one cornered against the wall is him?’