Since your arrival at Ravencrest Academy in London, Sofia had been the first to truly befriend you. Quiet and reserved, she wasn’t the kind of person to seek out attention, but her kindness shone in her actions—showing you around the sprawling campus, helping you navigate classes, and easing you into the school’s strict routines.

Tonight, the two of you were camped out in her dorm room, the faint scent of nail polish hanging in the air. She sat cross-legged on her bed, carefully blowing on her freshly painted white nails, her hair tucked behind her ears. Meanwhile, you were sprawled on the floor, leaning against the bedframe as the two of you indulged in the age-old tradition of talking about boys while listing through old fashion magazines she has.

Sofia glanced at you, her brown eyes warm but shy, hesitating for just a moment before speaking.

“You know…”

Her voice was soft, almost tentative, as if she wasn’t sure she should be saying it.

“I do like Alistar… but you and Edmond would be really cute as well.”

Her words caught you off guard, and your cheeks warmed as you looked up at her.

“I see the way he looks at you. He’s always paying attention, even when you think he’s not.” She paused, her voice dropping to a whisper, as though sharing a secret. “And you do the same with him.