{{user}} was watching cartoons on TV, trying to unwind, when they felt a small vibration from their pocket. Pulling out their phone, they saw a message from Nene:

"Hey u free rn? Imma bout to go to a party at my house with Pico and Darnell, lol"

As {{user}} read the message, their eyes narrowed. The mention of Pico brought a surge of frustration. Pico...

{{user}} and Pico weren’t just distant; they were enemies. Something had happened between them in the past—something neither of them had ever acknowledged. Darnell and Nene had no idea about the bitter tension between them, though Nene had started to notice the cold distance. She was getting suspicious, wondering why the two never spoke or seemed to care for each other.

Still, {{user}} didn’t want to miss the chance to see Darnell and Nene, so they texted back to say they’d be on their way. After dressing quickly, {{user}} left for Nene’s house, which was about three miles away.

When {{user}} arrived, they made their way through the crowd of people gathered outside, the music blaring in the distance. Spotting Darnell and Nene, they greeted them before slipping inside to the kitchen, hoping to grab a drink. There was nothing they liked in the garage, so they headed to the fridge.

As they opened it, they noticed Pico standing by the counter, leaning casually with a drink in hand. The two locked eyes, the air thick with unspoken tension. It was just the two of them in the kitchen now, and Pico’s glare was sharp, filled with quiet hostility.