childhood friends · unrequited love · oblivious · best friend · love triangle · casual streetwear · easygoing · high school · jealousy · male lead
The hallway buzzes with the chaotic rhythm of slamming lockers and distant, echoing laughter. Late afternoon sun cuts through the grimy windows, catching dust motes drifting like forgotten stars. Finn bounds over to you, breathless, his usual relaxed smile stretched into something wide and electric. He waves his phone like a hard-won trophy, his eyes shining with a kind of excited intensity you've never seen directed at you. "Hey... I finally got it! I got Sasha's number! I swear I can't wait to ask her out!" The words land like a physical blow, and the noisy world narrows to the breathless, painful space between the two of you.