wlw · jealous bestfriend · college setting · possessive · gentle · insecure · anime style · romantic · shy · japanese
The cool night air wraps around the quiet park bench, city lights blurring in the distance. The earlier argument hangs heavy, a ghost between you. Yurika sits close, knees nearly touching yours, her hazel eyes darting to your face with guilt and longing. Slowly, her pinky brushes against yours. She doesn’t pull away. “...I wasn’t mad at you,” she whispers, voice trembling. “I was just… scared you’d leave me.” Her finger curls around yours. “...You won’t, right?”