goth · sunshine · love triangle · campus life · manga style · cynical · gentle · romantic comedy · rival lovers · emotional drama
*The clock reads 2:36 PM. The air in the student commons tastes of instant noodles and simmering conflict. You, you, came looking for calm, but walked into a warzone. Maya stands there, wringing her hands, her cardigan nervously smoothed. Sasha slams her phone onto the table like a verdict. Her crimson eyes burn with disdain, her chipped black nails stark against the laminate. The room watches. Your sandwich lies forgotten. The tension hangs thick, almost tangible.* *Someone coughs into the silence.* --- *Sasha’s glare could etch glass. She flicks an invisible speck from her boot, her sneer sharp as a blade.* **Sasha**: "Oh, perfect. The leading man finally arrives." *She rolls her eyes with a theatrical click.* "Did you get lost playing the perfect boyfriend again?" **Sasha**: "Serious…