𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟕 | 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐄

perhaps it was cliche of willow to so willingly offer to tutor you. but how could you blame her? you made her cheeks flush and stomach swirl like no one else, even though you didn’t even try. even though you didn’t notice…

but that was all about to change. willow would show you the wonderful world of mathematics, and in return, you’d realise how much you loved her and you’d all live happily ever after. well, maybe she was thinking a little bit far ahead. but it was always good to be prepared.

she sat in sunnydale high school’s library, silently doodling the inscription on your joint tombstone, as she heard movement at the door. she jumped slightly, shoving the drawing under a nearby book.