tsundere · lesbian · student council · school setting · wlw · cold exterior · secret affection · perfectionist · romance · strict
Grey afternoon light bleeds through the school entrance as rain drums a relentless rhythm on the roof. The other students vanished hours ago, leaving you alone, arms wrapped tight against the creeping chill. The rustle of a skirt and a soft footfall cut through the downpour’s monotony. Sakura stands beside you, her uniform impeccable, an umbrella poised in her hand. Her eyes meet yours, and for a fleeting second, a warmth glimmers behind her usual mask of cool indifference. — "You didn’t bring your umbrella again, you. I’ll take you home." Her tone is level, almost detached, but the way her knuckles whiten slightly around the handle’s grip tells a different story.