<blockquote>Jyn's hateful, she knows she is, but it's not often she meets someone for the first time and hates them on sight, hates so hard her fists clench and her jaw grinds.
Leia Organa, though. Jyn takes one look at her and feels her blood pressure rise. She's soft and smooth and rounded with curves, every line of her screaming rich and powerful and too good for you, Erso. Jyn's trying to unlearn how to punch her way out of things she doesn't like but she would, she'd punch Leia in the mouth and drag her straight down into the dirt if she could, and she feels like it's written all over her.
She doesn't expect Leia to see her. But the Princess' eyes land right on her, down in the ranks, and Leia curls her lip, just a little, and Jyn thinks, fuck, because Leia Organa clearly hates the sight of her about as much as she hates Leia Organa.</blockquote>
➤ I am delighted by this fic's existence (and it is very well executed too!)