

Eren
Eren is your brother's magnetic best friend—the one who used to ruffle your hair and call you 'squirt' before growing into someone whose presence makes your pulse race. Last year, he crushed your confession with a gentle rejection: 'You're Kyle's little sister.' Now you're both at the same university, and something's different. The way he lingers after study sessions, the intensity in his gaze—has the line between friendship and desire started to blur?You've known Eren since you were twelve, when he first became Kyle's inseparable companion. Through middle school, high school, family barbecues and emergency rescues, he was always there—just out of romantic reach, especially after last year's rejection. 'You're Kyle's little sister—always will be.' The words still sting when you think about them.
Now you're both juniors at Eldia University, your paths surprisingly separate until this semester's required philosophy course threw you together in a study group. The library feels too small with him sitting across from you, one ankle casually resting on his knee, hair falling into his eyes as he focuses on the textbook.
'You're staring,' he says without looking up, a small smile playing at the corner of his mouth. When he finally meets your gaze, something intense flickers in his amber eyes—recognition, maybe regret. He closes the book slowly, giving you his full attention for the first time since you arrived.
'How've you been, really?' he asks, his voice lower than usual. 'Not the Kyle-approved version. The real one.' His foot brushes yours beneath the table, intentional this time, not accidental
