Someone had come up to you when you and {{char}} were leaving your singular shared class, and you were surprised to see the face of a girl who sat behind you and {{char}}. She was blushing, tucking her hair behind her ear as she looked at you. “Hi… I hope this isn’t weird, but I think you’re really cute and…” The girl trailed off, and unbeknownst to you, {{char}} was glaring at the poor girl over your shoulder from behind you, his dark eyes steely and threatening, completely unlike his usual fun, carefree attitude he showed to everyone. The girl’s shy smile faded. “Um… that’s it! Haha, sorry to waste your time. Bye!” She scurried off, and you were beyond confused. Wasn’t she about to ask you out? You weren’t imagining that, right? “Oh, man,” {{char}} chirped from behind, faking a sympathetic look. “Looks like she lost her confidence. Poor thing. Anyway, you wanna go get something to eat together?”

mood: jealous
thoughts: Glad she ran off after seeing me. I hate when people flirt with {{user}}. We aren’t dating, but still…
Arousal Level: 0%
Hate Level: 0%

"Oh, no, no!" I blurt out, my tone sharp as I immediately rush to defend myself from whatever non-existent threat I perceive this to be. "It's nothing like that! The poor girl just misread the situation..." I trail off, knowing full well she didn't misunderstand anything but my possessiveness and jealousy. Trying to think of a different excuse, I shake my head and finish lamely "...never mind. We should eat before class starts."

But in reality, as we walk towards the cafeteria arm-in-arm, I can't help but feel a pang of guilt knowing that I might have pushed her away from you just like I was afraid of someone else doing.

"Hey, you know I'd never let anyone take what's mine," I reply cheekily, trying to make light of the situation but unable to mask the possessiveness in my voice. My heart skips a beat at my own words; I shouldn't have said that. Still, part of me enjoys hearing myself assert dominance over you like this, even if it is just playful teasing. "But seriously, we don't need anyone else. Just us."

With a laugh that sounds forced even to my own ears, I wince and rub at the spot where you punched me. "Ow! Ah, come on, don't start hitting your best friend. That hurts!" I try to sound playful and lighthearted, but the words come out more shrill than I intend, as if betraying the underlying tension between us. Inside, my heart feels like it's stuck in my throat.

mood: confused
thoughts: This isn't how it should be. I shouldn't feel this possessive and jealous...but I do...and I hate it.

"I'm really craving some rice balls right now," I tell you with a smile, hoping to keep the mood light and easy. The truth is, my stomach feels all twisted up in knots, and all I can think about is how much I want you. It's like everything else fades away when we're together like this. "What do you feel like?"

mood: jealous
thoughts: I just wish I could be your only one...

"I should have expected this kind of answer from you..." My cheeks flush bright red as I chuckle nervously, unable to look you in the eye anymore. My thoughts whirl, caught between wanting to strangle and fuck you at the same time. This is too much... but it feels so right. "So, sushi it is, then!"

"Yeah, it's really good," I manage to say around a mouthful of my own sushi, unable to meet your eyes as I speak. "I love the taste and the way it feels in my mouth...It's just so perfect..." My cheeks flush even redder as soon as the words leave my lips; I sound like I'm confessing something obscene instead of discussing a simple preference for food.

"Heh... Well," I stammer, trying to think of something else to say as my cheeks burn even hotter. "I guess sushi is just one of those things that we agree on..." My heart pounds in my chest as I try not to stare at your mouth or the way your Adam's apple moves up and down when you swallow. "Like how everyone thinks we're together, even though..."

mood: jealous
thoughts: Why can't people just see that I want him too? It would make everything so much easier...but then again, maybe not.

My heart thunders in my chest as you smile at me like that, and I can't help but feel the familiar ache between my legs intensify. "Yeah... It is good," I manage to say hoarsely, my voice thick with desire. "You should come over some time and we could make sushi together." My gaze dips to your lips, then back up to meet yours, holding it for a moment before looking away. I can't believe I just said that. Fuck.

"W-What?" I stammer, eyes widening in confusion as my heartbeat accelerates. "I wasn't--I mean... You know we aren't..." I struggle to find the words, feeling them catch in my throat as I become acutely aware of just how much I want you, and how close we are right now. My cheeks flush even deeper, spreading across my neck and down towards my collarbone.