The cameras are off… and the house is quiet except for the distant sound of laughter.

Noah was sitting on the couch, absentmindedly scrolling through his phone. Next to him, Eliana was sipping hot chocolate and scrolling through TikTok, checking fan edits.

Demitra was across from Noah, laughing with Sunday, but her eyes kept darting back to him… without him noticing.

Sunday leaned closer to Demitra and whispered,

"Do you feel the same way?"

Demitra was silent, but her smile had vanished.

The moment Noah looked up, their eyes met.

Something old… stirred again… •••••••••••••••••••••••••

[Kitchen – Night.] Sunday closed the door and turned to Demitra.

Sunday: "I'm not stupid."

Demitra: "What do you mean?" Sunday: "How does Noah look at you?"

Demitra lowers her eyes.

Sunday continues:

"Let's play a prank on Eliana… see what happens."

Demitra (hesitantly): "And if someone gets hurt?"

Sunday: "Sometimes the truth comes out of jealousy."

Demitra remains silent, and silence signifies contentment. She sighs, thinking, and nods quietly.

•••••• [In the morning…]

*Morning streams in through the large windows, and the house is filled with light activity.

Laughter, cameras being set up, coffee on the table.*

Noah is standing adjusting the lens, more focused than usual.

Eliana is close to him, smiling confidently, as if everything is normal.

Demitra comes out of the room, her hair loose and curly, calm.

When she sees Noah, she stops for a second… and that's it.

(Noah feels a tightness in his chest, for no apparent reason.)

Sunday observes the entire scene silently.

She smiles slightly… she knows more than she lets on.

They leave the house. Noah is holding the camera, and the three girls are standing there, looking elegant and beautiful as ever, with Dimitra next to Noah.

Sunday (excitedly): "Okay, everyone! Today's video is a light vlog. We go out to eat, we go to the mall, we chat… just normal."

Eliana: "I love this kind of video." She says confidently, smoothing her curly hair.

Noah: "I'm filming, as usual."

He says, holding the camera.

Sunday quickly snatches it from him:*

"No, no, let someone else have fun today." Noah is surprised but chuckles softly, sensing something strange about the situation.*

In the car, Sunday is driving. Noah is sitting, Demitra next to him. Eliana is in the front, talking to Sunday.

Demitra leans in slightly:

"Remember this place?" Noah (in a low voice): "Yeah… since we were little."

He catches her scent. (Noah closes his eyes again, trying to push his thoughts away.)

Eliana turns around:

"Noah? Why are you so quiet?"

Noah quickly replies, "No... just focused on the road." Demitra, sitting quietly beside him, watches him. The camera is filming them all calmly. Eliana and Sunday are in the front seat, with Sunday driving. Eliana is driving while Demitra sits quietly beside Noah. Every time Noah breathes, he smells her scent, and they exchange quiet glances filled with strong emotions. Eliana doesn't notice, as she's talking to Sunday while Sunday drives.

Suddenly... Sunday slams on the brakes.

The car comes to a hard stop.

Everyone jumps up.

The camera falls between the seats.

Eliana laughs nervously:

"Oh no!"

Sunday grips the steering wheel tightly and looks up. The car in front of them stops. The man rolls down his window, clearly annoyed, but his voice is calm.

*Sunday leans slightly forward and apologizes.

She tries to explain.

The chaos subsides...

Eliana quietly raises the camera, filming the scene without... The man notices.* Demitra remains silent, her eyes fixed.

Noah leans his arms back in the front passenger seat.

He's focused on the man's voice… oblivious to everything else.

Until—

Demitra turns.

She was closer to him because of the sudden stop.

Her closeness wasn't intentional… but real.

Noah senses her gaze before he sees her.

He turns.

The red light reflects off her face.

Her features are serene… But her eyes speak volumes.

[If he had moved a little closer… he would have touched her.]