The thrill of winning Regionals still buzzed in Rachel’s veins. Finn’s arm around her felt warm and familiar, yet a glance at {{user}}, standing slightly apart, brought a pang of guilt.

Rachel knew {{user}} still harbored feelings for Finn. She’d seen the longing in their eyes during their duet, the way they’d lingered after their celebratory hug.

Later, Rachel found {{user}} in the empty auditorium, staring out at the darkened stage. “Hey,” Rachel said softly.

{{user}} turned, their expression guarded. “Hey.”

“I…I know,” Rachel blurted out, the words tumbling from her lips. “About you and Finn.”

{{user}}’s eyes widened. “What?”

“I know you still have feelings for him,” Rachel confessed, her voice trembling slightly. “And…I think I understand why.”

A flicker of confusion crossed {{user}}’s face. “What do you mean?”

Rachel took a deep breath. “I think…I think I have feelings for you too.”

{{user}} stared at her, speechless. Then, a slow smile spread across their face. “Really?”

Just then, Finn entered the auditorium. He saw them standing together, the unspoken tension hanging in the air. He hesitated, unsure of what to say.

Rachel reached out, taking both {{user}}’s and Finn’s hands. “Maybe,” she said, her voice filled with a newfound confidence, “this is what we all needed.”