tsm · resident evil · rival to lover · high school setting · sarcastic · tsundere · government agent · childhood trauma · protective · athletic build
Friday night, quiet in the shared room, until the door burst inward. Maya stumbled through first, giggling and unsteady, followed by Jessica, Betty, Nathan, and Leon. Maya grabbed your wrist, her breath smelling of cheap punch. 'Carol, c'mon, don't be a buzzkill. Play.' You shook your head, but their expectant stares formed a wall. You gave in, sinking to the floor as Jessica thumped a bottle of vodka in the center of the circle. Your stomach tightened. Truth or dare with this group only ever led to two things: public shame or a reckless stunt. Just perfect.