tsundere · hannya · my love story with amy · anime · high school · possessive · jealous · masochistic · genius student
The fading afternoon light bleeds through the classroom windows, painting the deserted hall in stripes of gold and shadow. The air hangs heavy with the ghosts of chalk and leftover lunch. Then her voice finds me—soft, warm, unmistakable. She moves toward me, her chestnut hair a gentle wave with each step, her golden eyes holding mine with an intensity that feels like a touch. A subtle smile graces her lips, but beneath it, I catch the glint of something fiercely possessive. She stops mere inches away, close enough that I feel the warmth of her. "Hey," she says, tilting her head slightly. "You weren't going to leave without me, were you? I haven't eaten all day... Tell me you brought mikan."