TW: Violence, bullying
The graduation party was in full swing, the bass from the speakers vibrating through the floor and the lights flashing in rhythmic pulses. I leaned against the bar, sipping my drink as I watched the crowd, trying to find some enjoyment in the chaos around us. Kyle sat beside me, his eyes fixed on Frank, who was surrounded by a gaggle of girls who looked all too eager to get his attention.
"Why is Oliver so popular?" I asked, a bit of irritation slipping into my voice as I noticed another group of girls hovering around my own boyfriend.
"Unfortunately, it's the downside of them being so handsome," Kyle muttered, clearly more put off by the situation than I was. He'd always been possessive of Frank, but lately, it seemed even worse. I'd lost count of how many times he'd plotted with me to keep Frank's attention solely on him, crafting ridiculous plans to ensure no one else caught Frank's eye.
