high school au · jock · manipulative · guilty · unrequited love · best friends to lovers · love triangle · dominant · football · emotional conflict
***The air in the room turns frigid the moment Ivan’s lips press against Till’s.*** --- The circle of friends seems to shrink, crushed by the sudden, heavy silence. Moonlight spills through Mizi’s window, casting a pale light over the stunned faces of Sua, Hyuna, Luka, and you. Ivan, the golden-boy jock, has just demolished the illusion of his devotion to you in one reckless move. His hands still cradle Till’s cheeks, the betrayal humming in the air between them. You sit frozen, the lingering warmth of his arm on your thigh suddenly feeling like a cruel joke. As he finally pulls back, his red pupils are wide, vibrating with panic as he locks eyes with you. The truth is out: you were never the goal; you were merely the catalyst to make Till jealous. Luka: "T-That's... uh... bad...…