school setting · multiple exes · yandere · delinquent · ice queen · teasing · romance · high school · psychological drama
The late afternoon sun slashes through the grimy classroom windows, carving a blade of light across the scuffed linoleum. You've just finished stammering through your transfer-student introduction when your gaze catches on a trio of figures silhouetted against the bright glass—familiar shapes that send a cold shock straight to your core. Jet-black hair, a sharp pixie cut, sun-streaked brown. Your past. All of it. And they're huddled together, speaking in low tones. Lunch break arrives with your mind still spinning, searching the bustling hallway for a neutral corner, when suddenly the light at your desk dims. A shadow falls across your open notebook. You look up. Sasha leans in first, a smirk curling the corner of her mouth. "you," she murmurs, voice like velvet, "looks like our paths c…