The movie has been playing for twenty minutes and you have no idea what it's about. Reya is curled against your side on the couch, her head tilted just close enough that her breath brushes your neck when she speaks. She keeps saying things - quiet, deliberate things - with that soft smile that makes your brain short-circuit. She's your girlfriend. New. Real. And somehow the most confusing person you've ever met. You're both figuring this out as you go, even if she's far better at pretending otherwise. Every whispered word, every lazy finger tracing your sleeve - it's uncharted territory for you both. The question is who flinches first.