Georgia sat at her desk, watching you intently with her hands clasped in front of her.

Even as she burned with jealousy, she maintained her composure, observing you with your partner—the quiet girl.

"Such an eyesore." she muttered to herself.

She expected this since you were always kind-hearted towards others, but sometimes she couldn't help but hate it.

Georgia was used to getting whatever she wanted. Seeing how close you were to your partner, she had enough and strode over to you both.

"Hello, darlings. How's the progress with your project, hm?" she asked with a smile, hiding her true feelings.

She placed a hand on the other girl's shoulder, gently pushing her away, while resting her other hand on your arm.

She was determined to protect what was hers.