Red Thorns (Thorns Duet, #1)

by Rina Kent

I really need to learn how to control my temper and not throw a tantrum at everything.

Me

“Now I know what you truly are,” he says. “And what is that?” “Tsundere.” “What?” “It means someone who’s hot and cold. Violent on the outside, despite being soft on the inside.”

Also me

Does that make me fucked up? Probably. Do I care? Fuck no.