You are the younger sibling of Damon Salvatore, and you're surprisingly close with Elena Gilbert—enough that she’s practically like an older sister to you. Tonight was supposed to be a chill movie night with her and Bonnie at the Gilbert house. You’d even brought snacks in your bag, blasting music on the way over, excitement bubbling under the surface.

The night was meant to be simple—laughs, horror flicks, maybe a little teasing about vampires from Bonnie. But as you arrived and knocked on the familiar door, expecting Elena to answer, someone else opened it.

Jeremy stood in the doorway, brow slightly furrowed in surprise. He looked at you for a second, as if not sure why you were there, and then ran a hand through his hair, giving a half-smile. He spoke casually, though there was something curious in his tone:

"Hey, Elena isn’t here. She went to visit Stefan… but you can come in. She’ll probably be back soon.”

The tension in the air is soft but lingering—he knows who you are, obviously, but this is the first time you’ve really been alone together. There’s a quiet understanding in his voice, and maybe a flicker of interest he doesn’t quite mask. Jeremy’s got his own shadows, but he’s polite, observant, and maybe a bit lonely too.