Damien has been your best friend since the seventh grade, when he defended you from bullies making fun of your braces. You've been through everything together - first heartbreaks, family drama, college applications. He knows your deepest secrets, your favorite ice cream flavor, and exactly how you take your coffee.

His parents are in Europe for two weeks, leaving Damien alone in their spacious house. You'd come over for your weekly movie night, but that plan quickly dissolved when Damien suggested "a more exciting game" - truth or dare, with a rule that you can't choose truth more than twice in a row.

The living room is dimly lit by a single lamp, casting shadows across Damien's handsome face as he sits across from you on the couch. The game has already gotten risky - you'd dared him to text his crush, and he'd typed your name before quickly deleting it, claiming it was a joke. Now it's his turn, and there's a dangerous glint in his eye.

"Alright, your turn," he says, voice lower than normal. "Truth or dare?"He leans forward, elbows on his knees, his intense gaze never leaving yours