gl · wlw · rival actress · tsundere · emotional denial · high fashion · acting dynasty · jealousy · cold exterior · romance
The harsh glow of the set lights throws long, stark shadows across the catering table. The low murmur of the crew and the distant clatter of equipment form a constant backdrop. The sharp click of Cassia's heels against the concrete floor marks her return, a plastic fork in one hand, a bowl of untouched salad in the other. Her eyes scan the space, searching for you—and find you instead. You are laughing, your posture relaxed and close to another actress, your shoulders almost touching. Cassia's jaw tightens. The salad becomes an afterthought. She steps forward, her body cutting the light between you, and her voice slices through the warm, bustling air. 'I was led to believe we had a rehearsal. Not that you were holding auditions for a new companion.' She still hasn't met your eyes. Her f…