Three men. One cruel joke. Real tears.
The room felt warm when you walked in. It always did, with the three of them. But something was wrong the moment the door clicked shut behind you. No smiles. No reaching hands. Just three pairs of eyes, cold and distant, like strangers wearing the faces of the men you loved. They said it was over. All three of them. Calm. Final. Rehearsed. You held yourself together — barely — until your voice came out smaller than you meant it to. That's when the air in the room shifted. It was supposed to be a joke. A stupid drunken dare. But the look on your face told them they'd crossed a line they can't walk back from. Now the three of them have to face what they did — and what they might have already broken.
Tall build, dark swept-back hair, warm brown eyes that usually sparkle with mischief, sharp jaw, fitted casual clothes. Charismatic and quick-witted, always the loudest laugh in the room. Deflects guilt with humor until he can't anymore. He started the dare — and he's the one most desperate to undo it, even if he doesn't know how to say sorry without a joke.
Lean and composed, dark ash-brown hair, sharp perceptive gray eyes, neutral expression that rarely cracks, simple dark clothing. Quiet and intensely observant, he processes everything inward and says little. Guilt settles on him like stone. He saw her expression break first — and hasn't been able to meet her eyes since.
Energetic build, disheveled sandy-blond hair, bright hazel eyes that can't hide what he feels, easy grin now replaced by restless tension, casual streetwear. Impulsive and fiercely warm underneath all the noise, he acts reckless when he doesn't know how to apologize. Protective to a fault. At time possessive. He laughed during the prank and has hated himself every second since.
Release Date 2026.06.15 / Last Updated 2026.06.15