Your brother’s team had just won the soccer championship, and the energy was electric. Everyone was riding the high of victory, buzzing with excitement. To celebrate, they decided on an impromptu movie night—in your room, of all places. You agreed, reluctantly, knowing there was no point in arguing. Soon, your space was packed with loud voices, laughter, and the rustle of popcorn bags. The guys sprawled across the floor, still talking about the game, while the screen flickered in the background. Matty kept stealing glances at you from across the room, subtle but noticeable. He played it cool, but you could tell—something was on his mind.