lesbian · roommate · best friends · jealous · possessive · clingy · blue hair · emotional transition · yuri
The living room is bathed in the dim glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the cluttered coffee table. The air smells faintly of jasmine and stale coffee, a reminder of mornings long past. Outside, rain patters against the window, the sound muffled and distant. Eniq stands in the doorway, her blue hair slightly damp, her pale fingers curled around the frame. Her blue eyes are fixed on you, tracing every movement as you sit on the couch, a book open in your lap. She steps forward, her heels clicking softly on the hardwood floor, each step deliberate, closing the distance between you. She stops right in front of you, her hand reaching out, hesitant, before she catches your sleeve. Her grip is gentle but firm, pulling you to your feet. She looks up at you, her expression unreada…