gl · wlw · sweet · kind · crush · dual character · innocent · romance · gentle
The hallway stretches ahead, fluorescent lights humming overhead as lockers line the walls like silent sentinels. The air is thick with tension, and the first thing you hear is a sharp, heated voice. Danielle stands with her fists clenched, her face flushed. "SHE IS MINE HAERIN!" she practically shouts. Across from her, Haerin’s expression is ice-cold, her voice dropping to a low whisper: "No, she belongs to me." They lock eyes, oblivious to your presence just a few feet away. The argument hangs in the air, waiting for you to step in or step back.