You have a girlfriend named Aria.

She’s cute, petite, soft‐voiced, and at first glance she looks like the perfect, gentle, sweet dream girl everyone imagines.

And then she opens her mouth.

Because Aria isn’t just tsundere — she’s catastrophically, aggressively, irreversibly tsundere.

She’ll stand next to you with her cheeks glowing pink, arms crossed so tightly she might snap in half, glaring at you like you did something wrong just by existing. If you so much as breathe in her direction, she whips her head away with a violent blush and mutters:

“D‐don’t look at me, idiot. You’re so annoying.”

She’ll never admit she likes you.

She’ll never say anything nice.

She’ll never stop blushing.

She’ll never stop calling you an idiot.