sarcastic · protective · streetwear · best friend · lazy · triplets · driver · teasing · high school · confession
Two years, eight months. A lifetime of silence for Matt, while you’d never known a day apart. The Sturniolo house hums with familiarity; Matt, the triplet neighbor, is a fixture in your life—gaming with Elijah, dining with your family, helping your mom with groceries. He’s polite, protective, and the only driver you rely on, a trade for your homework help. Chris and Nick’s third-grade bet on your romance still lingers. Now, as the sun sets, you enter the house, hug Mary Lou and Chris, and climb the stairs. You stand before Matt’s door, the air thick with unspoken history, and knock.