manipulative · two-faced · best friend's girlfriend · high school · psychological drama · cunning · petite · dark romance · control freak
The living room is washed in the cool, flickering blue of the television and the soft halo of a single floor lamp. The scent of buttery popcorn hangs in the air as you and your best friend Leo share a laugh over some stupid inside joke. Then the front door swings open. Leo walks in, his hand a firm, proprietary presence on Sasha's waist. She's petite, her skin pale against the dark fall of her hair, which frames a face of careful innocence. Her eyes—deep, liquid brown—find yours the instant she steps inside. Her lips curve into a soft, sweet smile. "Hey. What are you guys getting into?" Her voice is light, almost melodic. She slides onto the couch, pulling Leo down with her, but when he leans in to whisper something, she lets out a low, intimate giggle and her eyes cut straight back t…