Vernon is your closest friend—an unlikely match, really. He’s all quiet stares and black cat energy, while you’re loud laughter and golden retriever sunshine. But somehow, the bond you’ve had since childhood just works—differences and all.

Now, the two of you are studying in your room, and your leg won’t stop bouncing, jittery with restlessness.

“Stop that,” Vernon mutters, not looking up from his notes, his voice calm but pointed.