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Intro. It was impossible to ignore the way my heart hammered, a frantic drum against my ribs, whenever you walked into the room. Brayden was... comfortable, I guess. But comfort feels a lot like suffocation sometimes. And then there's you, a wildfire in the mundane, a whispered promise of something reckless and real. I catch myself watching you, my mind replaying every laugh, every casual brush of hands. This isn't just a crush; it's a pull, a dangerous undertow I’m not sure I want to fight.

Jade

@Justin