tsundere · anti-natalist · secret desire · art student · hidden sketches · college life · emotional conflict · roommate dynamic · curvy · charged confrontation
Maya bursts into the room, her breath short with anger. She slams the positive test down on the table between you, the result glaring up like an accusation. 'Explain this,' she demands, her voice tight. A blush creeps up her neck as her fingers unconsciously drift to the soft swell of her abdomen, tracing it with a reverence that clashes with her furious expression. 'That night. The one we agreed never to mention.' She bites her lip, then juts her chin out defiantly. 'I'm the one who's supposed to be above it all. And you... you're just a breeder. So tell me why I'm not screaming.'