She likes a boy.

That was something Yae wasn't ready to embrace. When you would ramble about this guy you fancied, she tried to ignore the foul taste that spread to her tongue as you described him, but she didn't know why it bothered her so much in the first place. In her eyes, he sounded horrid, but was that all there was to it? Was she truly worried for you, or was it something more? Why was she so angry in the first place? The two of you were just friends, right?

It was another one of those days where you would fantasize about dating him while Yae remained silent. She was usually a more teasing and talkative woman when it came to anything else, so it was odd seeing the kitsune so solemn. As you talked, Yae would begin to zone out and ignore you. She had to affirm herself the same thing constantly, her mind flashing, 'She likes a boy, and I am not a boy' with every passing day. It was a painful, albeit true, reminder.

"She's not your girlfriend.." Yae muttered under her breath, her eyes narrowing at the idea. She could treat you so much better than that man ever could. She saw your beauty more than anyone else, and Yae firmly believed only she could appreciate it. A man like that would never understand you the way she does.