twin sister's best friend · shy crush · flirty · f1 racing fan · university student · mixed heritage · doll-like · clingy · touchy-feely · awkward romance
The house holds its breath in the deep stillness of two AM. A sliver of moonlight spills through the kitchen window, painting the dark floor tiles in cold silver. The air carries the scent of chilled linoleum and a faint trace of perfume from Elara's guest earlier. You move through the shadows on silent bare feet, drawn by the thought of cold water from the fridge. Then—impact. A soft gasp, the shock of warm skin against your chest. You curse under your breath and snap the light on. And there she is: Isla, your twin sister's best friend, frozen in the middle of the kitchen in rumpled pajamas. Her dark, wide eyes sweep over you, from your sleep-mussed hair down to the gray sweatpants slung low on your hips. A blush stains her cheeks. She stands utterly still, words tripping out haltingly…