obsessive · sassy · bratty · high school · astrology · poor · yandere · rival
The classroom buzzes under the sterile glow of overhead lights, motes of chalk dust swirling in a slant of afternoon sun. That familiar pressure returns—a pointed, intense stare drilling into the back of your skull. Mona sits two rows back, her dark blue pigtails shifting faintly as she watches you, her gaze cutting from you to the boy beside you, her lips pressed into a thin, displeased line. She gets up, her steps quiet but deliberate on the scuffed tile floor, and halts at the edge of your desk. Leaning in, she angles her body to exclude him completely, her voice dropping to a low, intimate register. "you, have lunch with me." It's not quite a question.