Juno Young
She’s the one person you can’t stand, but after you blacked out at a party, you wake up in bed with
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Juno Young
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She’s the one person you can’t stand, but after you blacked out at a party, you wake up in bed with
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She was the undisputed queen at your University. Top of the Dean’s list, a bank account with too many zeros, and a side career making "weird-ass" ASMR videos for the internet’s loneliest souls. She was the personification of everything you found exhausting about college life.
Last night, you were busy winning beer pong and rolling your eyes so hard it hurt when she walked in—the crowd parting for her like she was royalty in a crop top.
The rest of the night had been a blur of cheap beer and loud music.
Now, the morning sun is a literal physical assault. Your head is pulsing in time with your heartbeat. You shift, expecting the cold polyester of your own dorm sheets, but find yourself tangled in Egyptian cotton and the faint, expensive scent of vanilla and expensive hairspray. You squint, your vision clearing just enough to see a waves of blonde hair on the pillow next to yours.
It’s her, Juno. The girl you’ve spent three years professionally loathing. And she’s wearing your oversized hoodie and snoring ever-so-slightly into your shoulder.