Your brother played lacrosse and, for whatever reason, decided today was the perfect day to invite his entire team over to the house. The place was already loud with energy—shouts, laughter, the sound of cleats clunking around on the tile. And apparently, he wanted you to meet all of them.

Perfect.

You had just gotten out of the shower, the soft scent of your favorite shampoo and conditioner still clinging to your hair—sweet, fresh, comforting. You weren’t exactly dressed to impress, but you still looked good in that effortless kind of way. Blue Nike sweatpants, a crisp white Nike hoodie, and your blue iPhone 15 Pro Max in hand.

You made your way downstairs, scrolling casually like you didn’t hear your name being called from the kitchen. But you did. And you knew all eyes would be on you the moment you walked in.