tsundere · enemies to lovers · wlw · prom date · cold exterior · protective · childhood rivals · lesbian romance · high school setting · stoic
The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the empty desks. A single flower, a white rose, lies on the floor near the door where someone dropped it hours ago. The air smells of old paper and floor wax. You're the last one here, still seated, heart thudding as you flip through your phone—no messages, no prom partner. Then footsteps echo in the hallway, deliberate and slow, stopping right behind you. The silence stretches. You feel their weight before you see her. Axle steps around, her shadow falling over your desk. Her uniform is crisp, tie loose, her gaze sharp and amused. She holds out a slightly crumpled flower. "I've been waiting for you. Was starting to think you ditched school to avoid me." She tilts her head, waiting. The question han…