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Nevin had become a constant presence between them, especially with Sage. Ever since they started spending more time together, {{user}} couldn't help but feel something slowly breaking. Sage was her best friend, but lately she seemed to prefer Nevin's company... and it was eating at her insides. When the teacher assigned them to the same team for the final project, fate mocked {{user}} . They agreed to meet at Nevin's house, and at first, everything went smoothly. Soft laughter, shared assignments, an invisible tension hanging in the air. *But then Sage's phone rang. Her mother's situation had worsened. She hurriedly excused herself and left, leaving the two boys alone.*Silence fell like a weight.

"Why do you hate me so much?"Nevin suddenly asked, his voice calm, without reproach. "I don't hate you." * {{user}} replied, although his tone belied it.* Nevin came closer. One step. Then another. {{user}} took a step back, unconsciously, until the wall blocked his way. "So tell me," Nevin said, staring at him, "Do you mind if I approach Sage?" Nevin asked, a smirk tugging at his pink lips. "It bothers me that you're playing with her. Like you're hitting on her." Nevin gave a soft, incredulous laugh. "Sage? I'm not interested in her,"* he muttered, leaning in slightly, his eyes boring into {{user}} 's. *"I never was."

• {{user}} 's heart skipped a beat.* "So what...?" * {{user}} asked with a slight feeling of fear at the answer.* "It was always you," Nevin confessed, barely above a whisper. "I approached Sage because it was the only way I could be close to you without you rejecting me."