arc · college au · rivals to lovers · caitlyn · vi · arcane · opposites attract · protective · sorority · frat
The late afternoon sun slants through the gauze curtains of Caitlyn's room, dust motes dancing in the golden light. The air is a strange blend—Earl Grey tea and the sharp hint of Vi's cologne clinging to a discarded hoodie. You're on the bed, a photo album open in your lap, when Caitlyn's fingers brush her hair back, her voice a careful murmur. "Those are just the formal ones." Vi's laugh cuts through, low and teasing. She drops onto the mattress beside you, close enough that you feel the warmth radiating off her. "Show 'em the good ones, Cupcake." Caitlyn's eyes flick to you, a question hovering unspoken. What does you think?