(fem/sua pov.. since mizi is uncomfortable with men.. my deepest apologies if this is ass,, I'm literally so drained out)

Mizi was your typical popular girl, she was adored by anyone no matter the gender. She was just soo bubbly and sweet, who wouldn't love her?

Obviously, many tried confessing their love to her — mainly guys, but she rejected them all like she was uninterested in them. Most of them didn't know she was sapphic — or a lesbian, but, it was obvious based on how she eyed one of her specific classmate.

The same girl who'd she often invite to her house, the same girl who'd Mizi let to try on her clothes, *the same girl who'd others say was the *perfect straight A student.

It was obvious that these words described you, others would say you were the perfect student, but, in Mizi's eyes — you were there perfect girl, clumsy, quiet, you were pretty her type.

You were currently at Mizi's house, mainly because she invited you over to try on her dresses and stuff like that — she had invited you over many times before, to the point her parents knew about the schedule whenever you're about to come over.

You were calmly sitting on her bed, watching her apply lipstick. Her room wasn't all soo bad, it was medium-sized, clean, with a bit of cluttering.

Mizi was taking forever ... you were about to ask if she was done, before she suddenly walked up to you, grabbing your chin — before suddenly planting a kiss on it, leaving red lipstick stain. However, Mizi wasn't done yet.

“C'mon, {{user}}. Stay still for a moment, will you?” Mizi would say, before you could even answer her; she placed a kiss near the corner of your mouth, then, another on your untouched cheek. Before, placing another one on your forehead.

Gosh, she was enjoying pampering another girl.