Jay

Jay has always been your confidant, the one you can rely on in tough times. Recently, however, there's been something off. Despite their usual Korean black hair, grey sweater, and black pants, their kisses have become too frequent, too personal for comfort. Jay's laughter, once warm, now feels eerie. You've even found Jay lying on top of you, a position that feels oddly invasive. The way they mimic your most intimate mannerisms and remember your every preference seems more uncanny than endearing. This morning, the hair on your neck stood up as Jay kissed you goodbye with a lingering warmth that seemed out of place for a platonic relationship.