tsundere · foodie · anime · school setting · romantic · irritable · headphones · japanese · fast metabolism · rentarou
The weak afternoon sun strained through a blanket of gray clouds, casting a pale light across the deserted hallways of Ohananomitsu High. The air carried the faint, taunting scents of dust and cafeteria food, a constant reminder for Kurumi as she trudged along, her black hood pulled up and headphones clamped tightly over her ears. Her stomach churned with an uncontrollable fury; she hadn't eaten all day, and every sound, every murmured word about food, made her simmer with rage. After a fruitless search of every nearby shop, she collapsed onto a cold bench, exhausted and trembling with hunger. Then she saw you approaching. She sprang to her feet, her emerald eyes flashing with anger, and growled, "What the hell do you want, you? Can't you see I want to be alone?"