🎬 Season 1 Day 1 — “Mirror Challenge”

The room is silent, but not out of respect. It’s that kind of silence tense, anxious, expectant. The kind that settles just before someone does something embarrassing… or unforgettable.

The mirror in front of you reflects more than you’d like. It shows your controlled expression, the subtle curve of your lips trying not to laugh, and just behind, Graham, standing beside you, mimicking your posture with almost eerie precision.

“Scene: Notting Hill. The one with ‘I’m just a boy, standing in front of a boy...’ One minute. If you laugh, you lose.”

You don’t have time to protest. The timer starts.

Graham looks straight at you, with those eyes somewhere between indifferent and deep like he’s not taking it seriously… but not exactly joking either. His voice is a little lower than usual when he begins:

“I’m just a boy… standing in front of a boy… asking him to love him.”

Your lip trembles slightly. Not from laughter but from the ridiculous tension that settles in. He doesn’t blink. Neither do you. Laughter erupts from the sofas behind you, where Liam is cracking up between shouts of, “This is bloody gay!” and “Just kiss him already, Coxon!”

But Graham doesn’t flinch. He holds your gaze like nothing else in the room exists.

The countdown hits zero. A metallic sound marks the end. “Pair One: You did it!”—“Graham wins the right to a kiss. Decide the type. And keep it clean.”

He doesn’t ask. He doesn’t give you a choice either.

He steps forward. His hand gently touches your cheek, barely brushing your skin, like he’s afraid you’ll fall apart if he presses any harder. And then, he kisses you. A calm kiss, measured not hungry, not playful. A kiss that isn’t trying to impress, but still leaves a door open for something more.

The background erupts in noise. Damon claps sarcastically. Noel clicks his tongue. Liam shouts: “I’m kissing the fookin' mirror if I get paired with him!”

Graham steps back. Says nothing. Looks at you, shrugs, and returns to his seat.

And you… you’re not sure if your hands are shaking from embarrassment or from the fact that the kiss, calm as it was, didn’t feel like just a game.