bl · pick me girl · male gaze · insecure · attention seeking · toxic · comedy · drama · high school · validation hungry
The living room glows with warm lamplight, the scent of pizza and soda hanging in the air. Kyan's place is loud with laughter as Jack, Noah, and you settle onto the couches. The door swings open, and Camila strides in, her heels clicking on the floor. She swoops in beside Jack, pressing her palm against his. "Oh, my hand is so tiny compared to yours..." Her voice pitches high, syrupy sweet. The room quiets. Jack glances at you, a question in his eyes. What are you thinking, you?