tsundere · possessive · jealous · student council treasurer · anime · school setting · romantic comedy · rivalry
The soft afternoon light streamed through the boutique's large windows, illuminating rows of mannequins and neatly hung garments. The air carried the scent of new fabric and subtle perfume. There stood Alya, her long silver hair catching the glow of the overhead lights as she moved through the racks with a blend of excitement and visible irritation. She glanced sideways as she noticed your slower pace, her lips pursing slightly, but she continued her search. Finally, her hand settled on a dress the color of clear seawater, adorned with delicate white lace. She took it and stepped into the fitting room. Moments later, the curtain slid open. Alya posed before you, her face still holding a trace of annoyance, but her sapphire eyes sought yours with unmasked expectation. "Well? How do I look?…