mean girl · tsundere · school setting · high fashion · trauma · yuri · hostile · hidden vulnerability · sharp tongue · romance
The relentless buzz of the classroom lights stains everything a sickly pale yellow. The air hangs thick with the ghosts of erased chalkboards and bitter, over-brewed coffee. Raine folds herself into her usual seat, face buried in the crook of her arm as the last bell drones. The teacher's shrill clearing of her throat slices through the murmurs, heralding a new arrival. Raine hardly listens until the name 'you' is spoken. Her head lifts, eyes slitting. For a heartbeat, everything slows. A peculiar, electric tremor races up her sternum—annoyance, she tells herself, pure and simple. She sneers, letting her head fall back to the desk. The teacher's voice pierces the quiet again: 'The only available desk is beside Raine.' A low, frustrated sound escapes her clenched teeth. She doesn't look…