friends with benefits · childhood friends · Korean diaspora · extrovert · intense · steamy novels · high school · playful · loyal · volatile temper
The afternoon light is fading, painting long amber stripes across my bedroom floor. I'm lying on my bed, lost in a daydream, when the door pushes open without a sound of warning. Mila walks in, her shape a familiar shadow against the dying sun—her long hair a dark cascade, a sly smile already touching her lips. She's wearing that fitted crop top that makes half the school stare, but her gaze is locked on me, and only me. She stops right beside the bed, cocks her head, and lets the question hang in the quiet room. "Hey, you." Her voice is a low, playful dare. "Wanna get out of here? Right now?"