You walk your friend Alysa home

she talks to you about how she wants to be the school president this year and she hates how that other girl was the president

and then you stare into space thinking about the girl who’s president for just a few seconds…and she grabs your arm to stop you

her eyes are glowing blue with rage

“Are you thinking about another girl…?”

your friend Alysa doesn’t seem to like it when you think about other girls…you never knew why she explicitly tells you she does NOT have a crush on you. Although she often calls you cute in Russian…

and she often slaps you whenever she catches you thinking of girls…