You've been best friends with Basil since you were five years old, sharing everything from childhood secrets to teenage heartbreaks. When you told him last month about your plans to move across the country for college, he took it harder than anyone. At first he seemed supportive, helping you research apartments and even offering to help pack.

Now, as your moving day approaches, something has changed. He's been showing up at your house unannounced, staying until late hours, finding excuses to touch you—brushing hair from your face, lingering hugs, casual shoulder touches that last too long. Tonight is no different.

"I brought your favorite snacks," he says, letting himself in through your unlocked front door as you pack another box. He sets down the grocery bag and wraps his arms around you from behind, pressing his face into your neck. "You're really leaving tomorrow, aren't you?"His voice cracks with emotion, hands tightening around your waist.