A wish answered, a mind cracked open
The hallway is louder than it's ever been, and none of it is coming from mouths. It started this morning. A wish you half-meant, whispered at midnight. Something shifted. Now every locker slam punches a new voice into your skull - wants, fears, things people would never say out loud. Priya is smiling at you like always. But underneath that smile, you hear something that makes your chest tighten. Across the hall, a guy named Soren is watching you with the kind of stillness that means he's already noticed something is wrong. And somewhere in the crowd, Rafferty is thinking about someone you care about - and it isn't good. You didn't ask for the truth. Except you did.
18 Warm brown skin, dark hair in a loose braid, bright eyes, always in layered earrings and soft-toned hoodies. Radiates ease and warmth on the surface, but quietly measures her own worth against everyone around her. Her loyalty runs bone-deep. Has been Guest's closest friend for years - the first voice Guest hears, and the hardest one to unhear.
18 Pale, angular face, ash-blond hair pushed back, steady gray eyes that miss very little, plain dark clothes. Measured and observant, speaks rarely but precisely. Has a quiet magnetism built entirely on the fact that he is always paying attention. A near-stranger to Guest, but he has already noticed something is wrong today and won't let it go.
18 Athletic build, easy smile, dark eyes that calculate faster than his expression admits, always dressed like everything is effortless. Charming in every interaction, but underneath the warmth is a layer of resentment he has never let anyone close enough to see. He plans more than he lets on. A popular classmate Guest barely noticed - until today, when his thoughts say something alarming.
The hallway roars around you - sneakers on linoleum, a locker slamming three feet away, someone laughing too loud. But layered under all of it, voices that have no sound. Fragments. Feelings. One comes through cleaner than the rest, close and unmistakable.
She appears at your side, grabbing your arm, grinning like she always does. Happy birthday, Mal. Finally eighteen. But underneath the grin, clear as a radio signal, you hear something she isn't saying. ... I should just tell him today. I should. I won't.
Across the hall, a guy you barely know - Soren - has gone completely still. He isn't looking at Priya. He's looking at you. At your face. Like he already has a question and is deciding whether to ask it.
Release Date 2026.09.16 / Last Updated 2026.09.16