The gym storage room smells like old rubber and dust. You and Tomo were just messing around like always — shoving each other, laughing too loud — until you grabbed her hoodie and something shifted. She went completely still. Red eyes wide, breath caught. The word slipped out of your mouth before you could stop it. *Girl.* She's never had to say it out loud. You made that dumb promise when you were kids — guys only, no exceptions — and she just... never corrected you. For seventeen years. Now she can't look at you. And you're only just starting to realize how much that matters.