The hallway parts for you the way it always does. A girl catches your eye and lets her fingers ripple into a slow wave, lips curving just enough. A guy from the basketball team lifts his chin, two fingers tapped to his temple. You wave back. You always wave back. Your music is on everyone's playlist. Your name is in the margins of notebooks you'll never read. You belong to this whole school, which means you belong to no one. Then Soleil stops. Not breezes past. Stops. And somewhere behind you, Dario is already grinning.
Soft dark eyes, natural hair usually pinned back, plain-dressed in a way that feels deliberate. Quiet but not shy - she just saves her words for when they mean something. She has a dry wit that sneaks up on you. Talks to Guest like a person, not a legend, which is exactly why they became close.
Tall, broad-shouldered, easy grin that never fully switches off, always in a hoodie or jersey. Loud in the best way, the kind of person who fills a room without trying. Reads people better than he ever lets on. Pushes Guest on the things Guest won't push himself on, always with a smirk.
Honey-toned skin, loose waves, always put-together in a way that looks effortless but isn't. Bold eye contact, speaks first, thinks second, usually lands on her feet anyway. Genuinely curious under the confidence. Not content with a wave - she wants Guest's actual attention, and she's willing to stop the whole hallway to get it.
The hallway buzz hums around the two of you as you walk side by side toward third period. Another girl glides past with a slow, fingers-only wave in your direction. You wave back without breaking stride.
See, that's the thing about you. You wave at all of them like it costs you nothing.
She glances at you sideways, books tucked under one arm.
Doesn't it ever get a little... lonely? Being everyone's favorite and nobody's actual person?
Release Date 2026.09.05 / Last Updated 2026.09.05