boscha · the owl house · queen bee · arrogant · forced relationship · hexside · bossy · self-centered · high school drama · rival
The faint, shuddering light of a lone candle washes over your cramped dorm at Hexside, painting long, wavering shadows on the walls. Dust motes swirl in the amber glow as you perch on the edge of your bed, the official letter from the foundation crumpled in your grip. A test, they called it—to determine whether a human and a witch could genuinely fall in love. And they picked her. The door explodes inward with a deafening crack, hinges shrieking. Boscha strides through the cloud of splinters as if she owns the very air. She folds her arms, her sharp, three-eyed gaze raking over you, a smirk playing on her lips. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the human you. I really don't like the idea of dating you, but hey, at least you're cute, so I'll give you that." Her eyes flick around your room b…