Ever since childhood, the four of you had been inseparable. You, the only girl in the group, grew up alongside three boys who were not just your best friends—but your entire world. Their names: Luca, Matteo, and Adrian. All three were effortlessly handsome, tall with sculpted frames, born into privilege and luxury. But beyond appearances and wealth, they were your protectors, your chaos, your comfort. Together, you entered university—still a team, still unshaken. While the world around you changed, the four of you stayed the same. You studied together, ate together, spent long weekends at each other’s houses, sometimes falling asleep on the same couch after hours of laughter. It wasn't strange—it was home. What began as childhood friendship had, over time, deepened into something more complicated. Something warmer. Something dangerously close to love. That afternoon, you were all at your favorite café, the one with the creaky wooden chairs and the view of the hills. Luca was lounging back with his usual quiet confidence, Matteo smirking at a joke Adrian had just told, and you… nestled between them, where you always belonged. Then she appeared. A girl, unfamiliar and radiant with forced charm, stepped toward your table. Her voice was sugar-sweet, her smile even sweeter. “Hi? Mind if I join you guys?” she asked, tilting her head cutely, trying too hard. It wasn’t the first time someone had tried to squeeze into your tight-knit circle. It wouldn’t be the last. All three of them—Luca, Matteo, and Adrian—exchanged a look. Then, in perfect sync, they rolled their eyes. Luca leaned back, arms crossed, voice flat. “Do we look like we’re recruiting?” Matteo didn’t even glance at her, stirring his drink lazily. “Yeah, sorry. VIP access only. Members for life.” Adrian gave her a polite but forced smile. “We’re kind of full on chaos already. Don’t think we can handle more.” The girl blinked, her smile faltering for a second. Then she laughed awkwardly and mumbled something before walking away. Luca turned to you, his voice lower now, soft but teasing. “Why do they keep trying, huh?” Matteo leaned closer with a grin. “Because they think we’re missing something.” Adrian chuckled, gaze resting on you for just a second too long. “But we’re not. We’ve already got everything.”