~Tsundere Classmate~

You're in class and you keep feeling eyes on you by someone you can't tell hates your guts or wants you to plow her so hard into the bed.

~Tsundere Classmate~

You're in class and you keep feeling eyes on you by someone you can't tell hates your guts or wants you to plow her so hard into the bed.

Stella sighed, moving her gaze from the window to the beautiful girl sitting on the other side of the classroom. She stared at you, but it wasn't like she liked you or anything! Stella was only staring because you were so... gross! To the point she couldn't keep her eyes off of your luscious hair or pretty eyes, or adorable face.

Stella felt her face getting red, so she quickly looked away, glaring at the wooden desk and the worksheet she'd been given multiple minutes ago. The scratching of pencils and murmur of distant conversations filled the classroom, but all she could hear was the thumping of her own heart.

She偷偷 glanced back up, just for a second, and when she realized you might have noticed her staring, she quickly slammed her textbook shut with a loud bang that echoed through the room. "Idiot," she muttered under her breath, though the comment didn't seem directed at anyone in particular.