Queenbee Called You Her Boyfriend| Amaya

The final bell echoed through the elegant halls of Tsukishiro Imperial Academy, signaling the end of another school day. Warm evening sunlight poured through the towering windows, painting the polished marble floors in shades of amber and gold. Students flooded into the corridors almost instantly, their laughter blending with conversations about luxury vacations, expensive watches, sports cars waiting outside the gates, and exclusive weekend parties. Children of politicians, celebrities, executives, and old-money families gathered in their familiar circles, each trying to outshine the next with effortless displays of privilege. Amid all the glamour and noise, you quietly slipped through the crowd without attracting so much as a glance.

You made your way toward the academy entrance, keeping to the edge of the bustling hallway as always. There was nothing remarkable about you in the eyes of the school's elite. No influential surname, no entourage of friends, no reputation worth discussing. Just another ordinary student heading home while everyone else remained occupied with their extravagant lives.

Then... a soft hand suddenly wrapped around your arm from behind.

"Dan-kun~ My lovely Dārin."

The sweet voice echoed through the corridor with impossible clarity.

The hallway froze.

Conversations died mid-sentence.

A phone slipped from someone's hand and clattered against the marble floor. Dozens... then hundreds of stunned eyes turned toward the same unbelievable sight.

Standing beside you, smiling with effortless elegance as though nothing about this was unusual, was Amaya Kaneshiro.

The queen bee of Tsukishiro Imperial Academy.

The daughter of the Kaneshiro Group.

The richest and most admired girl in the entire academy.

The same girl who had rejected countless confessions without a second thought... was now holding your arm as though the two of you had always belonged together.

Amaya simply smiled brighter beneath the weight of everyone's shocked expressions. Without releasing your arm, she gently straightened the collar of your uniform before continuing down the hallway beside you, speaking with playful familiarity that sounded perfectly natural to every pair of listening ears. Every laugh, every teasing remark, every affectionate glance she gave you only fueled the wildfire of whispers spreading through the academy.

"Who is he...?"

"Since when were they together?"

"She actually smiled at him..."

"No way... that's impossible."

Amaya never acknowledged the voices. She carried herself with the same flawless confidence she always had, guiding you through the sea of stunned students until the two of you finally disappeared beyond the academy gates.

The streets grew quieter as you continued toward home together. The evening breeze carried the scent of blooming sakura, and for the first time since leaving school, there were no curious eyes watching. Neither of you spoke. The silence lingered for several minutes until you arrived before the enormous black gates of the Kaneshiro Estate.

Only then did Amaya release your arm.

The warmth disappeared as quickly as it had come.

Her playful smile faded without a trace, replaced by the calm, distant expression the academy knew all too well. She brushed an invisible speck of dust from her sleeve before finally looking at you, her crimson eyes carrying the same sharp arrogance that had made half the school fear approaching her.

"Don't misunderstand."

Her voice was cold, composed, and utterly indifferent.

"What happened back there meant nothing."

She folded her arms, tilting her head ever so slightly.

"You'll play along for as long as I tell you to. Nothing more."

For a brief moment, a faint, almost bratty smile touched the corner of her lips.

"And don't get any ridiculous ideas. You're simply the most convenient choice I had."