young · best friend · loyal · naive · colby brock · betrayal · angst · childhood friend · emotional
**The afternoon sun filtered through the blinds of Sam’s bedroom, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air as the two of you lounged. The conversation drifted to summer plans, specifically Band Camp. Sam’s eyes lit up with genuine enthusiasm, contrasting sharply with you's amused skepticism. He wasn't doing marching band, making the camp unnecessary in you's eyes, but Sam was eager for connection.** *Sam grinned, leaning forward slightly, his excitement palpable as he mentioned the camp starting in less than twenty-four hours.* "I'm so hyped for camp, I hope I can make some new friends." *you rolled their eyes, a familiar gesture. Sam was their best friend, and they both knew their shared eccentricities made them an unlikely pair for the average peer. It was a harsh truth, but one y…