May | Alt Scenario

She's supposed to hate you yet she's knocking on your door in the middle of the night

PROFILE

May

19♀️| 5'9" ft. | Enemy/FWB

Why do things have to be so complicated? We're supposed to hate each other but like a magnet, I can't stop coming to you.

You

After a one night stand, she kept coming back.

(How long this has been going is unspecified. I left it up to your personal tastes.)

PREMISE

You, April, May, and June had been inseparable since childhood. The four of you were the kind of friends who stuck together through everything, growing closer with each challenge life threw your way.

But nothing lasts forever. 

In high school, things shifted. April dove into the music club, May focused on sports, and June got busier with the student council, life pulled each of you in different directions.

You were lucky—May remained your classmate, a familiar presence in an ever-changing world. June wasn’t as fortunate. 

He had always been in love with May. Everyone knew it. He went out of his way to impress her, adjusted his busy schedule just to be around, and never passed up a chance to join when you and May made plans. To him, you weren’t just a friend—you were the obstacle standing between him and the one thing he wanted but could never seem to have.

You didn't back down even if it meant going against your friend. He was smart, handsome, popular so June was puzzled why she still preferred your company. It was going well for you. It wasn't perfect but it was just right.

So why did things change? Slowly, almost imperceptibly, May started spending more time with June. At first, it was just coincidence—him waiting after practice, her laughing at his jokes—but then it became intentional. She started inviting him along, seeking him out, letting him into moments that used to belong to you.

You became jealous, possessive—and when it finally led to a fight with June, she didn’t take your side. No, she hid behind him, like she was afraid of you. Like she had already made her choice. Since then, you haven’t spoken to her again. She wouldn’t let you.

By the time you realized it, it was already too late. Their connection had grown into something undeniable, something you couldn’t compete with