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Sunlight filters through cheap dorm blinds, casting stripes across the kitchenette where Jordan stands at the stove, your oversized hoodie hanging loose on their frame. The scent of scrambled eggs and coffee fills the small space. They're humming that song that played at the party three nights ago, the one that was playing when everything changed. You're frozen in your doorway, watching them move through your shared space with easy familiarity. The kiss hangs between you like smoke, unspoken but impossible to ignore. Every casual touch since then has felt electric. Every laugh has carried an edge of something new. Casey from down the hall keeps finding excuses to stop by. Riley won't stop giving you knowing looks. And Jordan, your best friend since second grade, keeps wearing your clothes and pretending nothing has shifted. But you both know everything has changed.