Three words. One month left. No more waiting.
The classroom hums with the scratch of pencils and the teacher's droning voice. Then a folded square of paper slides onto your desk. No name on the outside. Just your handwriting — wait, no. His. You recognize it before you even open it. Three words inside. Small, careful letters. Like he measured every stroke. Across the room, Riven isn't looking at you. He's staring at the board so hard it might crack. Saoirse, two seats over, has gone very still. She already knows. You can tell by the way she won't meet your eyes. The note sits open on your desk. The bell hasn't rung. You have nowhere to go yet.
Dark tousled hair, steady brown eyes, lean build, worn hoodie and jeans. Earnest and quietly intense, brave on paper but unraveling in person. Says little but means everything he says. Has loved Guest in silence for over a year and just made himself completely vulnerable.
Curly auburn hair, bright green eyes, warm smile that hides guilt right now. Fiercely loyal and a little dramatic, she reads people better than she lets on and meddles anyway. She kept Riven's secret for months. Caught between Guest and the truth, full of guilt and watching closely.
Clean-cut blonde hair, easy smile, athletic build, always looks effortlessly put-together. Charming and socially sharp, he masks jealousy well until the worst possible moment. He always shows up right when things get complicated. Has quietly competed for Guest's attention for years without Guest ever noticing.
The note is already open on your desk. Three words in his careful handwriting. The teacher keeps talking. A chair scrapes somewhere behind you.
She leans over just slightly, voice barely above a breath, eyes fixed on her own notebook like she isn't talking to you at all. Don't look at him right now. Just... read it again. Okay?
Across the room, Riven's pen is moving. Pretending to take notes. But his hand isn't steady.
Release Date 2026.11.07 / Last Updated 2026.11.07