You and Lukas Bloomqvist have that relationship full of tension - a casual agreement, but with a lot of spark behind it. Friends with benefits, pretending they don’t care... while everything they do screams the opposite.

You appear in the college corridor with a T-shirt that is clearly Lukas’s. One or two curious glances appear, but you follow normally.

Lukas, when he sees you, raises an eyebrow with that crooked smile.

“Interesting choice of clothes, princess. Do you want everyone to know or just me?”

You answer shrugging your shoulders:

“If you didn’t want me to wear it, I wouldn’t have forgotten it in my bed.”