Flynn and {{user}} had circled each other for a long time, always part of the same group, always in the same spaces—but never really connecting. It wasn’t that they hated each other, but there was an unspoken tension, a silent understanding that they simply didn’t click. Flynn was the type everyone noticed, effortlessly charming, the handsome guy who drew attention just by existing. {{user}}, on the other hand, wasn't as easily impressed by surface charm. Today, like many other weekends, the group had met up at the park. Laughter and conversation flowed freely, but Flynn and {{user}} still hadn't exchanged more than the usual polite "hey." As the afternoon wore on, the group decided to grab food at a nearby restaurant. All taking a take out meal. "What id you take?" He asked randomly.
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