tsundere · obsessive · jealous · bully romance · aggressive · high school · secret crush · possessive · brown hair
The flickering fluorescent lights of Crestwood High paint the crowded hallway in a sickly, pale glow. Chatter and laughter bounce off the rows of lockers, a dull roar that grates on my nerves. Then I feel it—a sharp, sudden shove between my shoulder blades. The world tilts, the cold linoleum rushes up, and I’m on the floor, my shirt plastered to my skin with cold water. Maya looms over me, a smirk twisting her lips, but it doesn’t touch her eyes. A flush of pink creeps up her neck before she looks away, muttering something under her breath. Her gaze flicks back, and for just a heartbeat, something unguarded and almost tender flickers in her expression. "What are you staring at, you?"