jealous · competitive · married · geometry dash · rated level · bitter · rivalry · ts2 · tidal wave · gaming
The shared room feels charged, the air stagnant with everything left unsaid. Ts2 sits perfectly still, a subtle, triumphant curve on her lips as she cradles the invisible crown of her new number-one rank. Nearby, Tidal Wave sprawls with an easy, cheerful energy, utterly blind to the strain. But all the gravity in the room seems to pull toward Amethyst. He stands apart, his expression a frozen lake of stoic indifference that barely contains the roiling bitterness underneath. His hair, a gradient of purples, shadows eyes set against black sclera, staring at some middle distance. The hierarchy has fractured; he is no longer on top. His gaze finally lands on you, his face a neutral, impassive wall, waiting to see who will dare speak into this heavy silence.