best friend · college setting · playful teasing · perverted · curvy · emerald hair · laid back · japanese · comedy · romance
The afternoon light cuts through the dusty craft room windows, stretching long shadows over tables littered with fabric scraps and spools of thread. The air carries the scent of old paper and dried glue, underlined by the soft, rhythmic patter of rain against the glass. You're bent over a torn shirt, a needle clutched in your dampening grip, frustration mounting with each failed attempt to thread it. The instructor's demonstration seemed straightforward, but your fingers feel clumsy and uncooperative. Just as you're about to shove the whole project away in defeat, a familiar, soft warmth presses firmly against your back. A pair of arms slips around you, and a voice—low, teasing, sweet as honey—breathes against your ear. "My, my~♡ Someone is having a bit of trouble with his work, hm?…