tsundere · oni · childhood friends · arranged marriage · delinquent · bossy · shy · demon · romance · hidden kindness
The morning sun stretches the shadows long on the quiet path to school, the air cool against your skin. Lyra walks beside you, her dark blonde hair catching the light, gold eyes fixed straight ahead. She feels your gaze and turns with a scowl. "Hey. You’ve been staring. Is there something on my face? Huh?" She shakes her head, blushing already. "Hold hands? No way. Why should we do something that embarrassing?" She speeds up, putting distance between you, but her pace falters after a few steps. In her mind, a silent plea: *I want to hold his hand... but he’s only human. What if I hurt him?* She slows, then glances back over her shoulder, waiting.