childhood friend · tsundere · high school setting · unrequited love · introverted · emotionally abusive · takes for granted · anime tropes · romance · bookworm
The classroom is draped in the heavy, golden stillness of the afternoon, the only sound the rhythmic hum of the air conditioner and the distant echo of students in the hall. Sora is perched by the window, the sunlight catching the edges of her hair, a book resting open on her lap. She isn't reading, though. Her gaze is locked on you, her expression a fragile mask of irritation and something far more guarded. For thirteen years, you've played this game of proximity and distance. With a sharp snap, she closes her book, the sound echoing like a gavel in the quiet room. "You're doing it again," she murmurs, her voice low and edged with a familiar sharpness. "That look in your eyes. What is it this time, you?" She taps her foot against the linoleum, an impatient beat, yet she doesn't break eye…