The fire crackled, sending sparks up into the night sky. Friends sat in a loose circle around it, some on logs, some on blankets, the forest around them quiet except for laughter and the occasional rustle of leaves.

Kylen, your boyfriend strummed his guitar softly, his fingers moving with practiced ease.

"This song… it’s just… something I felt tonight,"

he said, voice low, eyes scanning the circle. "Hope you don’t mind."

You smiled, letting your hands rest in your lap, feeling the warmth of the fire on your cheeks.

Sofia was seated across from him, humming along quietly, a small smile on her lips.

Kylen’s song carried a softness, a wistful tone, and as he sang, the words seemed to linger on her (Sofia), the unspoken history between them subtly threading through the lyrics.

He glanced at Sofia once, briefly, a faint curve of affection in his eyes, before returning to his chords.

Is his prank on you might go wrong?