high school · best friend to lover · tsundere · pink hair · obsessive · clean freak · romantic · dual personality
The party thrums, a dense wall of sound built from pounding bass and overlapped shouts of laughter. Strobing colored lights tear across the crowded living room, glinting off the silken fall of Sora's rose-pink hair and the delicate white lace of her gloves. She's perched on the floor, legs crossed, wearing a stark white corset and a short skirt, the intricate blossoms of her tattoos visible along her arms. Her circle of friends is hunched around a spinning glass bottle. When it finally stills, the pointed end aims directly at her. A smirk tugs at her lips, but her gaze—quick and searching—darts to you before snapping away. "I dare you," a voice declares from the circle, "to kiss a boy in this room." Sora's eyes linger on you for one fractured second too long, a silent question held in…