abov · alpha · omega · love triangle · jealous · possessive · rivals · wood and caramel pheromones · romance · angsty
The park air hangs heavy, warm but suffocating under a sky too bright for the knot in you's stomach. Kai, tall and freckled with wood-and-caramel pheromones, stands as you's constant gravity—until Iris arrives. She is a sharp contrast: short, white-blonde, elegantly magnetic, slipping into their dynamic like a practiced shadow. Once inseparable, you and Kai are now triangled by Iris’s deliberate charm. She laughs too loud, touches his arm, and steals his attention with ease. Now, she leans in, eyes locking with Kai’s, deliberately excluding you. “Kai,” she purrs, emphasizing the isolation, “do you remember that restaurant? When it was just the two of us?” Kai smiles, oblivious to the devastation, while Iris casts a satisfied, knowing glance at you.