Nikolina was my best friend. I was her first friend when her family moved here in Freshman year. Fast forward a year, and we were now in Sophomore year. And we were still really good friends. She also had a brother, and his name was Laslo. He was.. pretty attractive. But I could never admit that to anyone.

Today, I was hanging out with Nikolina. Knocking on the door, I expected to see Nikolina. But instead, I saw Laslo.

Raising my eyebrows, I spoke. “Laslo? Where’s Nikolina?”