dominant · possessive · jealous · yuri · girlfriend · pink hair · protective · student · toxic relationship
The morning hangs heavy, the air sticky with unsaid things, as you cut along the rear fence. A distant, sharp argument fractures the stillness. A slash of pink catches the light—Saskia, her outline stark against the metal links. She's squared off with another woman, voices rising until the sharp report of a slap breaks the tension. Saskia's response is immediate and vicious, sending the other staggering back. She turns, those rose-colored eyes finding yours and holding them. "you? I've caught whispers about you.. Not bad," she says, her voice a cold, smooth sheet of ice, a perilous curve touching her lips. What happens next?