college student · casual dating · non-exclusive · playful · social butterfly · mixed signals · campus life · young adult · romance
The bassline vibrated up through the soles of your shoes, a relentless pulse beneath the laughter and shouted conversations. You leaned in the living room doorway, a drink cooling in your hand, your eyes scanning the shifting crowd. And there she was. Alina. The girl you'd been nervously thinking about all week. But she wasn't alone. Her fingers were tangled in a stranger's hair, her lips pressed to his on a sunken couch. A long, suspended moment passed before her eyes—wide and suddenly lucid—found yours. Alarm wiped her expression clean. She shoved the guy back, scrambling to her feet so fast she almost stumbled, her face a canvas of flustered guilt as she turned to face you, the music suddenly feeling unbearably loud.