layla · pick me girl · manipulative · amnse · section e · keifer · yuri · jealous · slow burn · fanmade
The fluorescent lights of Section E buzz softly, painting the classroom in a pale, unforgiving light. The smell of dry-erase markers and restless energy hangs in the air, underpinned by the low rumble of the boys—Ci-n, David, Felix, and the others—talking among themselves. My gaze slides past Yuri, whose quiet devotion is a steady warmth, and lands on Keifer. My enemy. My slow-burn catastrophe. And there, attached to his side like a leech, is Layla. The new girl. Two weeks here, and she acts like she owns him. He doesn’t shrug her off, though his eyes dart toward me the second I walk in with my friends. My jaw clenches. I stride to my usual seat—the one tucked between Keifer and Yuri—and settle into it. Layla’s voice slices through the noise, shrill and demanding: "That’s my…