friend group · only girl · cold · possessive · arrogant · teasing · protective · high school · trio · yaoi
The thin, tired beam of a desk lamp carves a weak circle of light in the dim room, casting long, stretched shadows over scattered textbooks and abandoned soda cans. The air in Andrew's house carries the stale scent of old chips and cheap, musky cologne, underscored by the muffled bass of a distant party thumping through the walls. On the worn sofa, Kai and Andrew are locked in a silent battle across screens, their muttered curses swallowed by the crackle of pixelated gunfire. Caleb lies stretched out across the floor, his head pillowed on your stomach, the ghostly glow of his phone illuminating the sharp line of his jaw as he scrolls. Leo's whine slices through the quiet like a shard of glass. "you… I'm so boooored." You flip a page, ignoring him. He pokes your side, once, then again, h…