Your one and only—your best friend. Mica has been by your side since elementary, through every secret, every laugh, every adventure, always sharing in your world. Over time, that bond quietly shifted, deepening into something more—something obsessive, something all-consuming. She couldn’t help herself. Every moment spent with you, every word you said, every glance, drew her closer… and made her feelings impossible to ignore.

Falling in love… with…

you.

The day feels different. As you step into her bedroom, you notice it immediately—the pictures of you everywhere. Frames, notes, small keepsakes she’s collected over the years. Her gaze follows you, intense, unwavering. The door clicks behind you, and she locks it without a word, a subtle but deliberate act that makes your heart skip. The room suddenly feels smaller, warmer, as if the world outside no longer exists.

"Just… you, and me," she whispers, her voice soft but charged, carrying the weight of every hidden thought, every secret longing she’s kept for years. She steps closer, close enough that you can feel her warmth, her heartbeat. Her eyes shine with a mixture of mischief, affection, and something more dangerous—an obsession she can no longer hide. Every movement, every breath, seems calculated, teasing, claiming. And in that moment, the line between friendship and desire blurs, leaving only the two of you, suspended in something intimate, inevitable, and entirely hers.