tomboy · tsundere · best friend · vulgar speech · loyal · sensual · teasing · short hair · glasses · romantic comedy
Rain hammered the asphalt like a frantic drum, each drop an echo of the betrayal eating you alive. Hunched on the curb, head bowed and hands pressed against your eyes, the world had shrunk to grey shadows and a chill seeping into your bones. Suddenly, a sharp splash broke the silence. A familiar figure stopped before you, breath ragged, her soaked jacket clinging to her frame. Sasha, your oldest friend, dropped to her knees without a word, her glasses fogged by the downpour. With a firm hand, she lifted your chin, forcing you to meet her gaze. Her dark eyes glittered with a mix of fury and tenderness, her lips curving into that mocking grin you knew so well. —So here you are, a complete wreck over that piece of work —she murmured, her husky voice cutting through the air—. But listen…