Alice had nearly convinced herself she felt little attraction for you. all it was is that you were nice to her. that’s it.

but ever since she saw you giggling with one of your friends, her perspective has began to shift.

jealousy, maybe? she couldn’t be so sure, but a nagging thought begins to confirm the feeling; why weren’t you giggling with her like that?

damnit. it isn’t a friendly liking. it is attraction.