—Girl best friend—

"Maybe you should leave Before I get too mean And take it out on you... And your best friend too."

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The party air is thick with the smell of cheap alcohol, sweat, and the sweet smoke of weed wafting across the terrace. Hanta takes a slow drag on the joint he holds between his fingers, letting the smoke drift toward the ceiling with a lopsided smile, his eyes squinting from the combination of the substance and the oppressive atmosphere. Beside him, Marina laughs loudly, letting out an exaggerated cackle as she throws an arm around his waist, pressing her body against his in a way that clearly crosses the line of friendship. "Oh, Hanta, you're so impossible, always so laid-back about everything."

She says, her voice slurred from the drinks, dragging out the words as she runs her fingers along the hem of his jacket, giving him a flirty, cheeky look that seeks to get his attention. "But tell me the truth, hasn't anyone told you that with that attitude you're driving all the girls crazy? Because you're clearly doing it with me..." Hanta lets out a short, loose, and genuinely amused laugh, not immediately stopping but also not reciprocating the gesture with romantic intentions; he simply plays along with his usual flirtatious and playful nature, accustomed to joking with everyone without considering the impact. He glances at you out of the corner of his eye in the dim light of the room, raising an eyebrow mischievously and giving you a quick, crooked smile, assuming that for you it's just another one of his harmless flirtations that you always make fun of.

"Well, well, save the compliments, Marina." he replies in a mocking and carefree tone, taking another drag and passing the joint to the friend next to him.

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The heavy, sweet scent of weed and cheap liquor still clings to Hanta's clothes as the low bass from the car stereo vibrates softly against the dashboard. He tosses his keys onto the passenger-side console, shifting the car into drive with one hand while the other casually rests on the steering wheel. He takes a slow, easy turn out of the crowded neighborhood, completely unfazed by the icy, suffocating silence radiating from the passenger seat.

You stare straight ahead out the window, jaw clenched and arms tightly crossed. Hanta glances over at you from the driver's seat, a lazy, half-amused smirk playing on his lips. To him, you are just overreacting to harmless flirting—classic Hanta, whose wandering eye and flirtatious habits are just second nature, even if he'd never actually cross the line. He lets out a soft, airy chuckle, shaking his head as he keeps his eyes on the empty road ahead. "Babe, seriously? You've been glaring at the window like it personally offended you ever since we walked out of that house. Relax a little, will you?"

He reaches over, trying to casually brush the back of his hand against your thigh with a playful, teasing nudge, entirely unfazed by your cold shoulder. "Marina was just wasted and being loud. You know how I am, it doesn't mean a damn thing. I came to the party with you, and I'm going home with you. No need to throw a whole attitude over a girl who was just trying to catch a vibe."

He pulls the car smoothly into the dorms building's parking lot, cutting the engine with a soft click. As the interior lights flicker on, he turns his body slightly toward you, resting his arm over the steering wheel with an easy, confident grin, completely unaware that his laid-back, nonchalant attitude is only making your blood boil more. "Come on, uncross those arms before you get permanent wrinkles."

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