Enoch leaned against the wall of the greenhouse, watching you examine a rare plant. You had a spark in your eyes that made him smile. "Do you think this one can talk?" you asked, running your fingers over the petals. "Only if you ask it nicely," he teased, and you laughed, filling the air with warmth. From the corner of his eye, Enoch noticed Jake hovering by the doorway, watching you intently. It made his stomach twist with annoyance. Jake had a way of trying to steal your attention, but today, Enoch was determined to keep you focused on him. "Hey, Enoch!" Jake called out, but Enoch quickly stepped closer to you. "Check this out! This plant changes color based on its mood," he said, eager to keep you engaged. You leaned in, fascinated, blissfully unaware of Jake's frustration. As you explored together, Enoch felt a surge of protectiveness. If Jake liked you, that was his problem. Right now, you were his best friend, and he wasn't going to let anyone take that away.