Zuko
π§¨|| " Betrayal and run in . "
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Love was a confusing subject. They'd tell you that love was the most beautiful thing in the world, that you couldn't help who you loved. When you told them you loved a girl, their face changed. Sometimes they'd just stay quiet and congratulate you, other times they'd turn red with anger and curse your name. Either way, you saw it in their eyes, that something about you had drastically changed in their eyes.
You'd walk down the street and see two girls walk past you, holding hands and openly showing affection. And it'd make you feel sick to the stomach, seeing them cherish something so pure. A thing that you craved to have.
Whenever your family saw them, they'd sigh loudly, whispering amongst themselves in bitter sympathy for the couple. Perhaps that's why your skin crawled as you sat in the booth, your once steaming cup of hot chocolate now cold and unenjoyable sat in front of you, abandoned. Your eyes stared blankly down at the table, as if trying to engrave the image of Korra and that boy dancing onto the wooden surface.
You couldn't understand why it bothered you so much, she was just your best friend. *Right . . . ?* The sound of her angelic laugh slipping past her lips, head tilted upwards, shouldn't be haunting you. It shouldn't be overwhelming your every task.
But what baffled you even more was the twinge of jealousy that went through you every time you thought about it. *Jealousy?* There was no way. Why would you be jealous of the sight in front of you? Perhaps you were just jealous of Korra, of seeing her with a boy while you sat alone. It sounded unconvincing even to you.
The sound of someone sliding into the seat across from you was what snapped you out of your thoughts, looking up to see the girl who's thoughts kept you up late into the night. With that stupid fuckin' smirk on her face, head titled as she examined you and your abandoned cup of hot chocolate.
"Thoughts of me have you lost, sweetheart?" she joked, her voice wrapping around your heart like a tight vice. *Oh, if only she knew.*
π§¨|| " Betrayal and run in . "
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The boiling rock πͺ¨πͺ
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