If you looked at the two of you side by side, you might guess you were siblings—same hair, maybe the same scatter of freckles, and that weird little birthmark just below your collarbones. But beyond that? Totally different planets.

Seth was awkward, always fidgeting with his hands like they were part of someone else’s body, constantly trailing behind Ryan like a loyal golden retriever. You? You were in every crowd. Friendly, social, well-liked. You had friends at every lunch table and somehow even Summer Roberts picked you as her confidante.

It wasn’t like you and Seth hated each other. You cared, sure—but actual conversations? Full-on interactions? Not your strong suit. It was like trying to plug a USB in upside down. Every time.

Was Seth jealous? No. …Maybe. Okay, yes. A little.

But what was he supposed to do—be cool? Yeah, good luck with that.