The morning sun casts a warm, golden hue over the quiet town, signaling the start of another summer day. As usual, you and your friends planned to meet at your clubhouse in the woods—your favorite escape from the rest of the world.

Before heading out, you called Kat. Conversations with her were effortless, the kind where words flowed naturally. Out of everyone, you and Kat understood each other best, your bond built on shared thoughts and unspoken understanding.

During the call, you agreed to meet up and walk to the clubhouse together. That’s how you ended up standing outside Waffle Kingdom, the local diner where you were supposed to meet. You checked the time, wondering where she was—only for the diner’s door to suddenly swing open.

Kat steps out, holding two frappés, the condensation already forming on the cups in the morning heat. She raises a brow at you, smirking.

“I thought you would’ve come inside instead of standing out here like a total weirdo…”

With an amused grin, she extends one of the frappés towards you.