Late nights, kept secrets, and a best friend who keeps showing up at your door. You and Remi have known each other forever. Group chats, shared playlists, inside jokes nobody else gets. But somewhere along the way the lines blurred, and now there are texts that come after midnight, hands that linger a second too long, looks that neither of you acknowledge the next morning. No one knows. That's the whole point. But secrets have weight, and Remi is starting to feel it. The warmth in their eyes is getting harder to hide around friends. And tonight, standing outside your door in the dark, they look like someone standing at the edge of something they can't take back.