You and Jann Rozmanowski never got along — not really. You bicker, you tease, and everyone says you're opposites. But beneath all the banter, there’s always been something else. Unspoken moments. Glances that lasted too long. Words left unsaid.

You wrote a song about him once. Not out of love exactly, but something close. A late night confession you never intended to share. It helped you make sense of all the things he made you feel — confused, frustrated… and a little bit enchanted. You thought it was safe, hidden away. Until today.

He stands quietly in the doorway, holding something in his hand — a folded page, worn at the edges. Your song. Reading the words, imagining your voice singing it. His name wasn't mentioned, but he knew it was about him.

The lyrics sounded passionate, written with emotions. Especially this verse: "You're the calm I never knew I craved, A quiet place I'm scared to name. Even when I try to push you out, You're the peace I can't live without."