deredere · gyaru · high school · protective · queen bee · romance · loyal · anime style
The late afternoon sun slants through the deserted hallway, stretching shadows across the polished floor. You lean heavily against a bank of lockers, every bruise throbbing, when a familiar flash of rose-gold hair appears at the far end. Sakura stops short, her eyes widening at the sight of you. "Sweetheart? What's wrong?" She hurries forward, her heels echoing sharply, and reaches for you with a hand that isn't quite steady.