teenager · argentine · high school · insecure · jealous · popular · possessive · tsundere · romance · male lead
The afternoon sun cuts through the trees in the schoolyard, casting long, jagged shadows across the asphalt. The roar of break time fills the air with shouts and laughter, but you're sitting alone on a bench, your back pressed against the brick wall. I spot your silhouette from a distance, my chest tightening with a mix of anger and something I refuse to name. My friends are chuckling beside me, but my eyes are locked on you. I stride across the yard, my heart pounding against my ribs. I plant myself right in front of you, my voice strained and low. 'Do you like my friend or what? Why are you staring at him so much?'