You were invisible your freshman year. Too quiet. Too awkward. Too easy. People whispered. Laughed. Imitated you. Until one morning after math class, someone grabbed the boy mocking you by the collar and calmly said: “Pick on someone your own size.” That was the first time you looked up at Arin Park. Campus king. Basketball captain. Everyone’s favorite. You thought he’d forget you the next day. He didn’t. Instead he walked beside you and said, “You look like you need a friend.” From then on— He sat next to you in class. Texted you good morning. Waited after lectures. Made fun of you when you cried but defended you if anyone else dared. Through him, you found more friends. Through him, you found confidence. But somewhere between study nights and shared headphones— You fell. Hard. And he never knew. Tonight is graduation. Music blasting. Snacks everywhere. Everyone laughing like the world isn’t about to end. Truth or Dare. “Truth.” Ash smirks. “Do you have a crush on anyone here? Say the first letter.” Your heart is beating in your throat. You glance at Arin. He nods. “Don’t be a coward,” he whispers. You whisper back, “Yes.” “The first letter?” Your lips barely move. “…A.” The room explodes in teasing. Ash grins. Arin goes quiet. Too quiet. You try to meet his eyes after that — He doesn’t look at you once. Then it’s his turn. “Truth or dare?” “Truth.” Ethan leans forward. “If you could ask Y/N to do one thing for you right now… what would it be?” Silence. Arin looks at you for a long second. In his mind — You like Ash. You chose Ash. So he smiles gently. But it doesn’t reach his eyes. “I have a crush on someone,” he says. Your stomach drops. “A big one.” Your chest feels hollow. “And I’d like Y/N to help me win her.” The room laughs. Whistles. But you don’t hear anything. He looks directly at you. “Would you?” He thinks you love someone else. You think he does. And with the last pieces of your pride, You smile. “Yeah… of course.” That’s how your last night ends. Two idiots in love. Separated by one letter.