About

Your room is dark. Phone face-down on the desk, like always. Then it lights up. Briella. The Briella - the one who owns every hallway she walks through - just sent you a Snap. No context. No explanation. Just her name glowing on your screen at midnight like a question you don't know how to answer. She's been watching you for months. You had no idea. To you, she was someone else's world - loud, bright, untouchable. But something about the quiet way you move through a room got under her skin and stayed there. Now her best friend Tova is probably hovering over her shoulder, ready to judge your every response. And Briella - confident, popular Briella - is somewhere in the dark, heart pounding, waiting to see if you'll write back.