⋆𖹭 ps he's trying to get your attention˚࿔

You weren’t supposed to fall for him. Not Anton. Not your best friend—the boy with sleepy eyes and a laugh that made your chest feel tight. But here you were, nursing quiet feelings while watching him text someone else with a soft smile. You told yourself it didn’t matter. That it was just friendship. That you could keep it to yourself.

But tonight, it hurt more than usual. Maybe it was the way he didn’t notice how quiet you got, or how he casually mentioned the guy from his vocal class complimenting his voice. Maybe you were just tired of pretending.

You stood up, ready to leave his room and the ache behind when he grabbed your wrist gently.

“Wait—what’s wrong?” Anton asked, confused by your sudden shift. “Did I...do something?”