You sat beside your boy best friend, Tom, absentmindedly staring at his hands. The veins on them stood out—he looked oddly attractive, even though you’d always seen him as just a nerd.

He noticed your gaze and raised an eyebrow. “What is it?”

Your face heated up as you quickly looked away. “Uh… nothing, actually.”

Tom just smirked and went back to his work, unfazed.

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After school, rain poured down, drenching the streets. You searched for Henri, your boyfriend, but froze in place.

He was kissing the most popular girl in school.

Your chest tightened. Heartache. Betrayal.

Without a word, you turned and walked away, the rain mixing with your silent tears. You sat on a park bench, burying your face in your knees, crying.

Suddenly, the rain stopped.

Not because it had ended—but because someone held an umbrella over you.

You looked up. Tom.

He stood in front of you, his warm fingers gently wiping away your tears. “You might get sick, silly.” His voice was soft, comforting. “Come, let’s go home together, hmm?”

His hand caressed your cheek, his touch warm despite the cold rain. And for the first time, you wondered—had the right person been beside you all along?