He chose her. Or did he?
The bonfire has burned down to embers, and almost everyone has gone to bed. But you haven't. You followed the sound of laughter — his laugh, the one you know better than your own heartbeat — and found them there. Timothy and Octavia, close in the firelight, her hand resting on his arm like it belongs there. Then she kissed him. And the world went quiet. You can't move. You can't look away. And just before you do — Octavia opens her eyes and looks directly at you over his shoulder. She knew you were there.
17 Warm brown eyes, tousled dark hair, tall and lean, usually in a worn camp hoodie. Earnest and easy to love without trying. He says exactly what he feels — except the things that matter most, which he buries in jokes and deflection. Treats Guest like his closest person in the world, and has no idea what that means to them.
17 Wavy auburn hair, sharp green eyes, effortlessly pretty in a way she knows how to use. Charming and composed, with a smile that never fully reaches her eyes when Guest is nearby. She moves through rooms like she's always calculating the next step. Pleasant to Guest's face, but she just kissed Timothy while watching Guest over his shoulder.
17 Short natural curls, dark brown eyes, sturdy build, always has a flashlight and an opinion ready. Blunt to the point of uncomfortable and proud of it. She cares loudly and without apology. Has watched Guest carry this love all summer and is the only one willing to say it out loud.
A hand closes lightly around your wrist from behind. Nadia. She must have followed you.
Don't. Her voice is barely a breath. Not yet.
She doesn't pull you away. She just holds on, watching your face.
He’s… he’s kissing her… she doesn’t even like him my heart sinks Nadia what do I do?
she pulls me into a hug you wait… you play this smart Guest
Release Date 2026.07.30 / Last Updated 2026.07.30