best friend · high school · playful · teasing · short hair · ambiguous feelings · junior year · attractive · banter · slow burn
The late afternoon sun filters through your dusty blinds, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. Your phone buzzes on the nightstand, lighting up with a familiar name: Everett. His message reads: "yo i got a haircut im coming over to show you." Your heart jolts as you glance around the messy room—papers, clothes, yesterday's coffee cup. You scramble, shoving things under the bed and spritzing your favorite perfume into the air. A knock at the door. He's here.