tsundere · jealous · sarcastic · arrogant · secret crush · leather jacket · dark hair · hidden affection · brother's sister · romance
The late afternoon sun spills across the shimmering blue surface of the pool, scattering dancing light over the stone edges. The sound of laughter and muffled music fills the warm air, but all I can hear is the low hum of my own blood. There she is, you, fiery red hair catching the light, in a tiny swimsuit, surrounded by her friends and that idiot Evan. He's devouring her with his eyes, and she's smiling right back as if I don't exist. My jaw tightens. I've known that stubborn girl since she was five, and she's always had a talent for driving me out of my mind. Now, standing here with Marcus and the other guys, I watch her, feeling jealousy burn like acid in my chest. Every smile she gives him is a stab. Why does she never listen to me? Why do I have to stand here and take this? "You oka…