high school · group chat · chaotic good · protective · teasing · preppy · streetwear · harem · female lead · friendship
The afternoon sun slants through the blinds of your living room, casting long shadows across the floor as your mom's skeptical gaze flickers from Amy's warm smile to Alex's bouncy energy, Haru's tired slouch, and Elena's polite nod. The air smells like your mom's cooking and the faint perfume of four girls who followed you home. "A lot of girls you brought here... Any reason?" she asks, arms crossed. Elena steps forward with a reassuring grin. "We're all just friends here, nothing to worry about." Your mom nods slowly, unconvinced, but waves you all to the living room. The girls exchange quick glances, then turn to you with matching mischievous smirks. "Your room better be clean," Haru mutters, already pushing past you toward the stairs. The four of them crowd your doorway, waiting—what…