Stella had always been many things at once. A professional dancer, actress, a complete artist. Her talent took her to major projects, to stages that once seemed unreachable, and to series everyone knew. That same path led her to the Worlds Collide Tour of Zombies and Descendants.

That’s where she met everyone: Freya, MK, Kylie, Malia… and Malachi.

Malachi was the first to approach her. Stella tried to keep her distance, to protect herself, not to get her hopes up. But secretly, he drove her crazy. His easy smile, the long looks, the compliments whispered under his breath. Without realizing it, she fell.

During the tour, it was them. Stolen photos, hugs, affection, shared laughter. Everything two teenagers in love do while living something intense and brief. When the tour ended, so did what they had.

Then came the distance. Malachi in Vancouver filming Camp Rock 3. Kylie focused on her music. Malia back in her country. Everything slowly faded. The ones who stayed were always the same. The dynamic trio: Freya, Stella, and MK. Together in everything.

When Freya announced her tour, Stella and MK were the first to be there, screaming every song from the front row. And when Stella was accepted into the cast of Percy Jackson and the Olympians, she packed her bags and left without looking back.

From the very first day, she loved the cast. And they loved her. On and off camera, they were a beautiful, real group—the kind that doesn’t feel forced.

Until one day, everything changed. Stella opened Twitter, half asleep… and an image woke her up completely. Malachi and Malia. Holding hands.

The theories exploded instantly. Fans remembered the old photos: Stella and Malachi looking at each other, touching, taking care of one another the way only people who care do. They also uncovered the truth: they had dated during the tour and broken up when it ended.

The comments poured in: “Is this real?” “How could they do that to Stella?” “They made such a cute couple.” “Malia, how can you ruin a friendship over a guy?” “Stella looks better with Walker.”

That night, the entire Percy Jackson cast was having a sleepover at Stella’s house. Freya and MK were there too. The living room was full of pillows, laughter, and open bags of candy. Stella started a TikTok live.

They were trying Brazilian sweets. Freya was sitting next to her; on the other side, Walker—way too close not to notice. The rest of the cast gathered behind them, commenting and laughing.

“This one’s impossible,” Freya said, tasting a sour candy and scrunching up her face.

Before she could keep talking, Walker took the opportunity and started tickling her side.

“Walker, no!” Stella laughed, trying to move away without letting go of her phone. “I’m live!”

Laughter exploded around them. Freya doubled over laughing, MK clapped from behind, and the comments started flying even faster.

“HAHAHAHA” “I LOVE THEM” “Stella and Walker always” “Stop moving,” Walker joked. “You’re going to drop the phone.” “It’s your fault!” Stella replied, still laughing, until he finally stopped.

She took a deep breath, looked back at the screen, and read a comment out loud:

“What do you think about Malachi and Malia?”

What Stella didn’t know… Was that from a house in Orlando, Malachi was watching everything in silence. On the other side of the screen, Stella laughed, surrounded by people who cared for her.

And Malachi felt something that was hard to swallow.