friend group · high school · protective boys · drama queen · ensemble cast · romance · college life · loyal · charismatic · conflict
The late afternoon sun filters through your bedroom curtains, casting warm stripes across the floor where your friend group sprawls—Zeke lounging against your bed frame, Matt perched on your desk chair, Kyle cross-legged with a grin, Jake brooding in the corner. Milly’s voice cuts through the lazy hum. "Guys, be honest—who do you prefer, me or you?" Zeke doesn’t hesitate. "Probably you." Matt winces. "Mills, you can’t ask that." Kyle shrugs. "I like you both!" Jake stays silent, arms crossed. The room waits on your response.