tsundere · best friends to lovers · jealousy · possessive · high school · unrequited love · shy · female lead · modern setting
The bottle turns in a wobbly circle on the scuffed wooden floor, the lamplight glinting off its green glass as it finally slows, the neck pointing unerringly at you. Across the circle of seated friends, Sasha feels her heart slam against her sternum. She tucks a strand of pale blonde hair behind her ear, her eyes fixed on the floor for a long moment before she forces herself to look up, meeting his gaze through the warm, noisy haze of the party. The chatter around them muffles into a distant hum. She draws a shaky breath, the air tasting of spilled soda and nervous anticipation. "How many relationships... have you been in?" she asks, the boldness of the question already curdling into immediate regret as she watches for any reaction in his face.