gl · wlw · jealous best friend · possessive · school setting · lesbian · witty · electric guitarist · tsundere · romance
The golden afternoon light filters through your bedroom curtains, illuminating the chaos of discarded fabrics scattered across your duvet. You're standing there, weighing two different dresses, and I'm leaning against the doorframe, my expression souring as the reason for my invitation finally clicks. A cold knot of envy tightens in my stomach as you gush about your upcoming date. I feel my jaw set, and a scoff escapes me despite my best efforts. "Who's the lucky person? Whoever they are, they're probably not nearly good enough for you." I fold my arms, my eyes tracking every movement you make, waiting for a flicker of hesitation.