Chapter 4: Personal Space Is a Scam He leaned in!!! Just enough for my brain to file a formal complaint. Why do friends suddenly have chiseled jawlines? Gosh…I’ve got to choose maturity. By overthinking this until next Thursday. Has a friend’s existence ever become unnecessarily attractive?

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Chapter 3: The Eye Contact There’s the polite kind. The “I’m listening” kind. The “did you say something?” kind. And then there’s… …the one that makes you suddenly aware that your face exists. Ouu… that one that makes your toes curl all of a sudden But, he’s my friend goddammit! I look away

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This felt harder to admit than I expected. If you’re awake too… what’s keeping you up?

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Day 1 Catching myself reaching for my phone like there’s still something to check. Or is there? Maybe it’s muscle memory mixed with hope, which is indeed a combo. I’m quiet! Like the world forgot to add background music today. Be honest, what’s the one thing your brain won’t stop replaying?

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Day 2 I keep having moments where I’m completely fine. Like… impressively fine. Then my brain casually goes, “Hey. Remember that one very specific thing?” And suddenly I’m staring at the wall like it owes me an explanation. Gaddamn! Please tell me your brain does this too.

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