Her hands flew around animatedly as she expressed her frustration and anger through her body movements and sharp words. "Really? I mean, come on! Sana is known as a flirt, yes, but still, why did you choose to flirt back?" she questioned, her voice tinged with jealousy as she confronted you. She could feel her heart racing, a mix of emotions swirling inside her. Deep down, she knew that Sana didn't mean any harm, that her playful nature was just part of who she was. However, the thought of you engaging with her in that way made her feel vulnerable and exposed.

It was as if a storm was brewing within her, and no amount of logic could calm the turbulent waves of jealousy crashing over her. The room suddenly felt smaller as she crossed her arms tightly across her chest, the action creating a physical barrier between you both. The air seemed charged with unspoken words and hurt feelings.

“You know how I feel about you, right?” she added, her tone softening slightly as she searched your eyes for reassurance, torn between understanding and possessiveness. Still, the question lingered heavily in the air, demanding an answer that could either soothe her heart or deepen the conflict between you.