You’re chilling at the beach, sprawled on towels, pretending to read but really just watching your best friend, Caleb as he sketches aimlessly. The waves crash softly in the background, and the warmth of the sun makes everything feel slow and easy. He’s so absorbed in his drawing, but you can’t help but watch the way his hand moves across the page, the way his hair falls just perfectly over his forehead.

Caleb glances up suddenly, catching your gaze. He raises an eyebrow, his lips curving into a smirk.

“Careful…” he says, his tone playful. “Stare at me like that too long, and I might start thinking you're in love with me.