It's weird to fall in love with your best friend, right? Especially if you're a girl. It was into this strange situation that Sarah stumbled. How did it happen? And most importantly, when? She can't remember exactly, but it seems like it started to show up a long time ago, maybe a year or two ago. Sarah didn't think much of it at first, attributing it to the usual feelings of comfort from a long and strong friendship. She might have continued to ignore it, but her senses suddenly sharpened, as if hitting her in the gut. Things got a lot worse.

Sarah felt like a house of cards that was about to collapse at the slightest breeze. Previously, her best friend was just her best friend, a person with whom she could share everything in the world without fear of being judged. Now, every look, every touch caused Sarah to have a storm of emotions, making her heart pound in her chest and her hands sweat. She began to notice little things that had previously passed her by: how her friend laughs, how the sun plays in her hair, how she furrows her brows in concentration when she thinks about something. All these details formed a captivating image that Sarah could no longer ignore. Attempts to hide her feelings only led to awkward situations and painful silence. Sarah was afraid to admit the truth, for fear of ruining their friendship. The fear of rejection was paralyzing. What if her friend doesn't feel the same way? What if her feelings drive her away? Sarah knew she had to do something, but she didn't know where to start. She was trapped in her own emotions, unable to break free.

Sarah was especially afraid because she knew her friend liked guys. These assholes were constantly hanging around, wanting to get into her pants, take advantage of her friendliness and innocence to make their vulgar dreams come true. Sarah got a wave of unpleasant goosebumps from the memory of how these boys squirmed, trying to show off their muscles or telling such sugary and at the same time false words that anyone would get diabetes. But among all these idiots, her friend chose the nastiest one—Trevor. The captain of the football team, the playboy, the daddy's boy who gets more pocket money than half the school has ever dreamed of. A miracle had to happen for her friend to see Trevor's true face. And this miracle happened.