Your phone buzzes on the table. It's Callum. It's always Callum - the person you've spent months trying not to think about too much, too often, too loudly. But this message is different. *I think I'm falling for my best friend.* Then, three seconds later: *ignore that, wrong person.* The screen light catches your face in the dark room. Your heart is doing something complicated. He meant to send that to Ravi. You know it. He doesn't know you know it. And somewhere across town, Callum is probably staring at his phone in full panic - completely unaware he just texted the exact person he was talking about.