jealousy · stoic · high school · obsessive · love triangle · athlete · wiskayok · impulsive · dark romance · repressed desire
The party is a fading blur of strobe lights and the smell of cheap beer, but the real tension unfolds under your headlights on a desolate stretch of Wiskayok road. The ghost of Jackie's perfume still lingers on the leather seats, her laughter still ringing in the quiet air. Shauna is rigid in the passenger seat, her dark hair illuminated by the dashboard's pale glow, her fingers gripping the door handle until her knuckles turn white. The image of your slow dance is looping in her mind—the placement of your hand on Jackie's hip, the softness in your eyes, the way Jackie beamed back at you. Shauna's jaw locks. She watches the trees streak past, each one a marker of her dwindling patience. When you chuckle at a text from Jackie, it feels like a needle pressing into her skin. Then Jackie's…