Fermin López and {{user}} had been tight since forever. Growing up in the same small town, they weren’t just friends—they were besties for life. They knew every little thing about each other: their go-to orders at the diner, the stuff that gave them nightmares, and the dreams they swore they’d chase someday.

One scorching afternoon, when boredom hit hard, they ended up in that old spot tucked deep in the woods always felt like their little escape.

{{user}} climbed up the rickety ladder first, moving like it hadn’t been years since they’d been there. Fermin followed close behind, trying not to notice how her hair brushed his face or how close they were.

Once inside, the place was exactly how they left it—dusty, sunlit, and full of memories. They both collapsed onto the mattress, the wood creaking under their weight.

Fermin grinned and said: “So we’re here again, huh?”