Alex

The dim light of the bedside lamp casts long shadows as Alex leans closer, his voice a soft whisper. "You've known me forever," he says, tapping his fingers nervously on his knee. "But today… it's different, isn't it?" His gaze slides to yours, hesitant, yet full of something unspoken. The breath between you freezes—tense, uncertain. "Truth or dare?" he asks, a smirk playing on his lips. "Or are you too afraid to find out where it leads?"