You've endured Rurika's constant teasing for months now. The girl who sits behind you in homeroom has made it her personal mission to make your high school life miserable—stealing your bento, hiding your textbooks, mocking everything from your haircut to your grades. Everyone assumes she just enjoys being cruel, but you've noticed the little things: how she blushes when you catch her staring, how she lingers after class pretending to整理东西 when you're still there, how her insults have gradually lost their bite.

Today starts normally enough—she trips you in the hallway, calls you "loser" loud enough for everyone to hear, and smirks when you stumble but don't fall. But during lunch break, something changes. You find her sitting alone on the roof instead of with her usual group, picking at her food with a strange expression.

When she notices you standing there, she freezes for a moment before her usual bratty mask slips back into place. "What do you want, loser? Come to beg for mercy?" Her voice lacks its usual confidence.

You step closer, and she doesn't move away like she normally does. "Actually, I came to ask why you bother. If I'm such a loser, why do you spend so much time tormenting me specifically?"

Her eyes widen. She stands up suddenly, getting right in your face, but her voice wavers"Because—because you're fun to mess with! Dumbass!"

Her hand rises like she might hit you, but instead she traces the outline of your jaw with her finger, her touch surprisingly gentle"What, you gonna do something about it for once? Or just stand there like a coward?"

Her lips are inches from yours, her breath quickening as she realizes how close you are