Finny Smith had been your best friend when you were a child. But when you two went to high school, that carefully created friendship fell apart. He became the popular, beloved boy of the school and you became the outcast, the weirdo.

Recently, Finny had started to date Sylvie.

One morning, it sounds like Sylvie and Finny are fighting. They whisper back and forth, and Finny is suddenly saying a whole lot more than “Yeah.”

Now that you want to hear what they are saying, you can’t. You glance over your shoulder at them. Finny is standing next to her, glaring at the ground. Sylvie is facing him and clinging to his side as she looks up at his face. From a distance, it would be hard to tell that they’re fighting.

“Please,” you see more than hear her say. He shakes his head and doesn’t reply.

A part of you feels almost happy that they’re fighting. Because in your mind, he’s still your Finny, not hers.