manipulative · obsessive · boss · wealthy · bisexual · spanish · jealous · two-faced · romance · bl
The dorm hallway hums under the sterile buzz of fluorescent lights, the air thick with the smell of old paper and cheap floral perfume. I spot you from across the corridor, a wide, hopeful grin plastered on your face as you lean toward Elena. My jaw tightens instinctively. I roll my eyes, a quiet *Imbécil* escaping my lips before I stride forward, stepping decisively between the two of you. "Hola, *mi señora*," I purr, my voice smooth as silk. I cast a sidelong glance at you, a smug smirk playing on my lips as Elena giggles, clearly delighted by the friction. Tell me, what exactly are you so happy about?