The heavy scent of rain lingered in the air as Kol trudged across the campus quad. Grey clouds rolled overhead, matching the turmoil gnawing at his chest. The semester's stress wasn't just about exams or deadlines — it was about the fragile balance between friendship and something much deeper with Sara. Every laugh they shared, every accidental touch, made it harder to pretend. And yet, neither of them dared to cross that invisible line.
Ahead, Sara waited under the awning outside the library. Her hair was pulled back loosely, strands framing her thoughtful face. She glanced up as Kol approached, offering a small, tired smile that made his heart tighten.
"Hey," he said softly.
Sara tucked a stray strand behind her ear, her fingers trembling ever so slightly. "Hey."
They walked inside, shoulders brushing. Inside the quiet library, they found a corner table, settling down with their notebooks and textbooks. The room was a sanctuary, a place where they could forget everything else — but the silence between them hummed with unspoken words.
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As Kol flipped open his notes, Sara caught his gaze and held it longer than usual. "Do you think… maybe we're both afraid?"
Kol's eyes narrowed. "Afraid of what?"
"Of admitting we want more than this. Of messing up what we have."
Kol's throat tightened. "Yeah. I'm afraid."
Sara smiled, a mix of relief and vulnerability. "Me too."
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Outside the library, Nate, Jess, and Ria were already in the middle of their usual chaos.
Nate had somehow managed to convince Jess to help him build a makeshift obstacle course in the courtyard, inspired by some ridiculous viral challenge he'd seen.
Ria was in charge of "safety" — which mostly meant she was hiding water balloons to ambush the others.
By the time Kol and Sara stepped outside, soaked from a sudden downpour, Nate was sprawled halfway through the course, laughing hysterically after a spectacular slip into a mud puddle.
"Dude, you looked like a dolphin flopping on land," Jess teased, handing Nate a towel.
Ria sneaked up behind them, launching a water balloon that burst with a loud splat over Nate's head.
"You're all dead," Nate declared, dripping.
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Kol shook his head, smiling despite himself.
Sara, brushing mud from her jeans, caught Kol's eye. Their laughter echoed across the courtyard — a brief reprieve from the weight they carried.
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Later that evening, Lina and Aarav found themselves in the rehearsal room for the drama club's upcoming play.
Aarav ran through his lines, but his focus was shaky, his mind elsewhere.
Lina noticed. "You've been distracted all day. What's going on?"
Aarav sighed. "Family stuff. Dad's hospital stay might get extended."
Lina bit her lip. "You don't have to carry it alone."
Aarav looked up, vulnerability breaking through his guarded exterior.
"I'm scared. Not just for him. For everything. For us."
Lina took his hand gently. "We'll figure it out. Step by step."
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The next morning, Kol and Sara had an unexpected test in psychology — an oral exam that left them both anxious.
During the test, their nerves betrayed them. Kol stumbled over a question, glancing at Sara for help. She caught his eye and gave a barely perceptible nod.
Afterward, walking back to class, Sara laughed nervously.
"We're terrible at pretending, huh?"
Kol grinned, a blush creeping up his neck. "Yeah. Maybe we should stop."
Sara hesitated, then whispered, "Maybe we should."
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In the dorm later, the group gathered for one of Nate's infamous movie nights.
Ria brought snacks, Jess picked the movie, and Nate — as usual — made dramatic commentary that had everyone in stitches.
Lina and Aarav joined too, and for a few hours, all worries melted away in laughter and teasing.
Kol caught Sara watching him from across the room. Her smile was soft, but her eyes flickered with something intense — longing, maybe, or fear.
He looked away first, pretending not to notice.
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That night, as Kol lay awake, the memories of the day played in his mind.