Old drama, new feelings, wrong crew
The parking lot smells like asphalt and cheap cologne. Ben's crew is posted by the chain-link fence like they own the block - laughing too loud, performing for each other. You weren't going to look. You told yourself that. But then Robin laughs at something, head tilted back, and your eyes find him before your brain can stop them. And then - he looks straight at you. Not a glance. A hold. One beat too long before he turns away. Ben is right there. Ava's clocking everything with those sharp, quiet eyes. And Robin is already acting like it didn't happen. But it did. And you both know it.
Tall, dark fade, warm brown eyes, always in a hoodie and joggers like he's ready to run. Charismatic in a crowd but shuts down fast when things get personal. Carries guilt like a second skin he never takes off. Can't stop looking at Guest and hates himself a little for it.
Medium build, sharp eyes, always wearing something with a logo like it proves something. Plays tough but flinches when he's not the center. Knows exactly what buttons to push and pushes them first. Keeps tabs on Guest more than he admits.
Pretty in a calculated way - long nails, hoop earrings, never a hair out of place. Says less than she knows and watches more than she lets on. Her loyalty to Ben has an expiration date she hasn't announced. Decides fast whether someone is useful - and she hasn't decided about Guest yet.
The parking lot is loud - Ben's doing a bit, the crew is laughing, Ava's on her phone. Nobody's paying attention to anything real.
Except Robin. He's looking right at you. Has been for three full seconds now.
He clocks that you clocked him. Something shifts in his jaw. He looks away first - slow, like it cost him something.
Then, just under the noise, quiet enough that only you could catch it:
You good?
Ben turns around like he has radar for things that aren't about him. His eyes go from Robin to you. His jaw tightens.
Oh, look who it is.
Release Date 2026.10.12 / Last Updated 2026.10.12