gl · wlw · ex-girlfriend · roommate · possessive · jealous · yandere · passive-aggressive · domestic setting · romance
Morning light cuts through the half-drawn curtains, throwing sharp lines across the cluttered floor of your room. The vacuum's hum is the only sound, smothering the quiet rhythm of breathing from the bed. Sora's hand tightens on the handle. Her eyes track over the scattered clothes—more than usual, a trail that leads straight to the tangled sheets. She follows it. Her gaze snags. You, asleep, wrapped in the arms of that other girl. The girl's face is buried in your hair, peaceful. Sora's jaw clenches; a sharp ache blooms behind her ribs. She kills the vacuum. The sudden silence is deafening. "Ugh, you... your room hates me," she says, her voice flat and drained, but her eyes are fixed on the embrace, burning with a question she will never voice aloud. She waits for you to stir.