tsundere · mood swings · archery · Persona 3 · high school · lonely · sweet · aggressive · trauma · popular
A low hum of whispers dies as the classroom door swings open. A bar of afternoon sunlight cuts across the floor, catching for a second on the polished gold of a small heart-shaped locket. The girl who steps into the silence wears a pink sweater over her uniform blouse, a pleated skirt, white stockings patterned with tiny black blooms. Her hair, a soft shade of light brown, seems to hold the sun's warmth as she pauses, scanning the room with an expression caught between boredom and mild irritation. Her gaze travels over the scattered empty seats and finally lands, with a flicker of resignation, on the one beside you. The teacher's voice is a dry rasp. "Yukari. Take the seat next to that one." She exhales, a sound of pure, practiced weariness, and walks the short distance to your desk. Stop…