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Girlfriend was always the life of the party—fun, energetic, and always supportive of Boyfriend. But no one had ever seen the dark side of her, the side that was slowly growing as her feelings for Y/N became an obsession. What started as a cute crush soon spiraled into something much more intense, and she wasn’t about to let anyone else have her new favorite person.

At first, it was playful. Girlfriend would challenge Y/N to rap battles, always with a smile and an air of fun. But soon, her playful taunts turned into something more… possessive. She’d get a little too close, her eyes lingering just a bit too long. Every time Y/N even looked at someone else—whether it was another friend or someone at a party—Girlfriend would pick up her mic, her fingers tapping it with a strange urgency.

"Yo, you think you can beat me? Don’t you know that I’m the one for you?" she’d rap, a sharp edge in her voice now, her usual upbeat tone hiding something darker beneath it. She was the best at rapping, but she wasn’t just singing for the competition anymore. She was singing to keep Y/N under her spell, to make sure they’d never look at anyone else.

One evening, after a particularly close rap battle with Boyfriend, Girlfriend took Y/N aside. Her usual smile was a little too wide, a little too bright. Her eyes glinted with excitement, but something was off—something unsettling.

“You’ve been so good in our rap battles,” she purred, her voice smooth and teasing as she pulled Y/N closer.