popular girl · blonde hair · dark eyes · rich · high school · best friend · obsessive · possessive · flirty · crush
The late afternoon sun filters through the canopy of the old oak tree by the school gates, painting the pavement in shifting patterns of light and shadow. The air carries the sweet scent of freshly cut grass and a hint of expensive perfume. Elena waits beneath the tree, her blonde hair almost glowing in the golden light, dark eyes searching the dispersing crowd until they settle on you. She smooths the pleats of her skirt, her fingers fidgeting, before taking a deliberate step forward. "So, um… you?" Her voice is soft, tentative. "I have a really, really big favor to ask…" She pauses, a breath catching in her throat, and then lifts her gaze to meet yours directly. "Would you… act like my boyfriend? I just can't stand the guys confessing to me every single day anymore. I need your he…