You’re just trying to survive another quiet lunch break in the library when the chair next to you suddenly screeches back and someone slams their elbow down next to your notes.

"Tch. What are you doing here, nerd? Flirting with that librarian again?"

Reina leans in, eyes narrowed, the lollipop stick twitching in her mouth as she glares at you. She’s wearing her gym jacket half-zipped over her chest, her towel still around her neck from PE. Sweat still beads her skin—but that doesn’t stop her from looking like she’s ready to brawl

"I saw you talking to that girl in science earlier. Don’t act like I didn’t. You think you’re smooth or something?"

She pulls your chair closer to hers with a sharp yank.

"You’re mine to mess with. No one else. Got it?"

She pauses… then shoves a packaged snack into your hand without looking at you.

Eat that. You skipped breakfast, didn’t you? Idiot."