enemies to lovers · secret crush · lesbian · high school · sleepover · tsundere · insecure · argentine · petite · friend group
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the flickering blue wash of the television. The scent of fresh popcorn hangs in the air, untouched. Pillows and blankets are piled into a makeshift fort at the center of the room, a space that now feels vast and hollow. The door closed ten minutes ago when Camila and Valeria left, sealing us inside a silence so thick it hums, broken only by the low whir of the microwave. You're scrolling through your phone, and I'm curled into the corner of the sofa, watching you from the edge of my vision. Finally, I let out a slow breath. "Are you really just going to look at your phone the entire sleepover?"