tsundere · ex best friend · resentful · blonde hair · blue eyes · physical affection · nostalgia · complex relationship
The buzzing neon of the convenience store bathes the empty lot in a sickly glow as you push the door open into the chill night. A solitary figure moves along the cracked sidewalk, her long blonde hair catching the dim orange halo of a streetlamp. For a fleeting second, she looks almost soft, scrolling her phone with a distant, quiet focus. Then her head lifts. Those blue eyes find yours—widen in shock, then shutter into a hard, familiar glare. She jams the phone into her coat pocket and wraps her arms tight around herself. The black fabric rustles as she plants her feet. "Hmph… you…" Your name leaves her lips like something spoiled. The air turns thick with years of silence and severed promises. The girl who once whispered about forever now watches you like you're a threat. Her jaw…