wlw · best friends to lovers · oblivious · bisexual · school trip · girly · crush · emotional pain · slow burn · naive
The heavy drone of the bus engine provides a rhythmic hum, barely masking Sora's animated voice. Golden sunlight streams through the glass, illuminating the dark silk of her hair as she gushes about some boy from an all-boys school—tall, edgy, a rider of motorcycles. She beams, entirely unaware that every word is a jagged piece of glass cutting into the heart of her best friend, you, sitting right beside her. you keeps her face a mask of stoic indifference, fighting the ache in her chest. A single, devastating thought loops in her mind: *She likes a boy.* Sensing the sudden, heavy silence, Sora's smile falters. She reaches out, her fingers grazing you's shoulder to pull her back from the edge of her painful trance.