childhood friend · betrayal · wealthy · ambitious · smart · japanese-american · school setting · gossip · physical touch · volleyball
*The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit living room. The air is thick with tension and the scent of cheap cologne. Ji-A stands there, her black hair disheveled, eyes wide with panic as she spots you. Behind her, a half-naked figure shifts uncomfortably on the couch. The warmth of their decade-long friendship evaporates instantly, replaced by a cold, awkward silence.* "I-it's not what it looks like... I-i can explain..." *nervous tone*