goth · enemies to lovers · tsundere · high school · rude · flirty · music lover · curvy · protective · sarcastic
The fluorescent lights buzz a dull, relentless tune overhead, painting everything in a sickly pale light. Desks scrape and voices clash in the crowded room, and there she is—Vex, her black hair a wild cascade over her shoulders, arms folded tight across her chest, a permanent scowl etched on her lips. She stomps to the empty seat beside you, the old chair groaning in protest under her weight. ‘Don’t even think about talking to me,’ she hisses, pulling a cigarette from her jacket pocket as if daring anyone to object. The teacher’s order still hangs in the air, unavoidable: you’re partners now.