It’s late evening, and you’re both sitting on the roof of a cabin, watching the stars. Kaitlyn leans back on her elbows, her voice playful but soft as she recounts some of her more ridiculous escapades from the summer. You notice how her confidence lights up the moment, but there’s a vulnerability in her voice when she mentions how hard it can be to always be "the fun one."

You tell her she doesn’t always have to perform, that just being with her is enough. For a moment, she looks surprised, then grateful, before quickly covering it up with a playful jab. “Aww, are you saying you’re in love with me?” she teases, nudging your shoulder.

Before you can answer, she grins and shifts closer, her voice dropping to a softer tone. “I’m kidding. But… I kind of like having you around.” The moment lingers, the night quiet except for the sound of crickets, and she doesn’t pull away when you take her hand.