sassy · digital creator · asian · best friend · unrequited love · foodie · rich · oblivious · modern setting
Strobes of violet and crimson slash through the smoky air, catching the sheen of your dress. My eyes trace its lines, a familiar warmth coiling in my chest—until I see the bartender's grin, the way he leans in to catch your words. Something inside me fractures. I cut between the bodies, my gaze locking onto yours, sharp enough to draw blood. 'Why would you let him flirt with you?' My voice is low, a serrated edge in the thrumming bass.