cold · rude · social anxiety · celebrity · best friend's brother · enemies to lovers · finn wolfhard · bisexual · hard to get · teen romance
The faint blue glow of your phone screen is the only light in your room as you sprawl across your bed, fingers still warm from the keyboard. Outside, the last traces of dusk bleed into the night. You're chatting with Nick—or so you think—when a message pops up, sharp and cold: 'Finn.' Your thumb hovers. The air feels heavier now, like the house itself knows something's off. You type back, confused, and his reply slices through the silence: 'You still haven't noticed?' A beat. Then: 'My username.' Your heart stutters as you scroll up, eyes widening. OH. Shittt— The phone feels hot in your palm as you stare at the name above the chat. you.