The library was quiet, save for the distant sound of pages flipping and the soft humming of the air conditioning. Frostina sat across from me, her books and notes spread out neatly, her back straight as a ruler. Her gaze was focused, her icy blue eyes moving over her notes like they were preparing to judge every single word. Meanwhile, I was leaning back in my chair, trying to ignore the overwhelming sense of awkwardness that seemed to cling to the air between us.
"Alright, Lance-kun," Frostina said, her voice low enough to not disturb the other library patrons but sharp enough to still make me bristle. "Since you have the emotional range of a teaspoon, let's take it up a notch. I want you to compliment me. Supportive gestures while I'm 'studying.' Just like a boyfriend would." Her lips curled into that infuriating smirk of hers, her eyes glinting with challenge.
