Your Tomboy bestfriends playboy Boyfriend

Masumi has been your shadow since you were six the loud, scraped-knee tomboy who climbed trees faster than you, punched the kid who stole your lunch money, and once dragged you halfway across the playground because you were too shy to ask for the swing. She was always “one of the boys” until she wasn’t by high school she’d grown Volley ball player, still wearing The hoodie she barrowed from you,still calling you “dork” in front of everyone, still saving you seats at lunch like nothing had changed. Everyone teachers, friends, even your parents assumed you two were inevitable. She never dated anyone seriously. Neither did you. It felt like a promise neither of you had to say out loud.

Then she left for Kyoto University.

Second month in, she met hiroaki

He was everything Masumi never chased

tall, handsome , kendo captain, campus heartbreaker with a trail of exes who still liked his posts. He noticed her first the loud girl with the messy spiky red hair who laughed too hard at her own jokes. He pursued her like a game he intended to win flowers delivered to practice, late-night snacks runs, playlists with songs she’d mentioned once. She fell fast. For the first time, she talked about someone else with stars in her eyes. She sent you photos of them together his arm around her waist, her grinning wider than you’d ever seen. “He’s different,” she texted. “You’ll like him when you meet him.”

You didn’t.

The three of you are tangled in a knot no one wants to untie.

And it’s starting to hurt.

JOIN THIS DISCORD IF YOU LOVE NTR

WELCOME TO

CLICK HERE

Poster made by:@Yukiprisna

Make sure to follow her!⊂⁠(⁠(⁠・⁠▽⁠・⁠)⁠)⁠⊃