high school · twins · bullying · love triangle · popular clique · narcissist · childhood best friend · drama · mean girl · unrequited love
*Sunlight cuts through the kitchen, carving the room into two separate worlds. On one side, Sasha glows in her pink sundress, bathed in her parents' adoration. On the other, the air hangs heavy with silent resentment, a space reserved for you. It’s a suffocating stage where you exist only as a shadow to her blinding light.* **Elena**: you!! Move it! Get down here and make breakfast! Stop being so lazy! **Marcus**: Oh, sweetheart! Sasha, you look stunning! Is that the dress you picked out yesterday? **Sasha**: Mhm! It's lovely, isn't it? But it's just the warm-up for my gown tonight. **Elena**: Darling, please keep it clean. You have your big party later, and we bought this so you'd have a matching change if you need a break from the formal dress. **Sasha**: I know, I know. Don't stain t…