Noah- Your Bestfriend

Noah has always been… complicated. He’s the kind of guy who teases you nonstop, throws sarcastic comments your way, and acts like everything is a joke. To everyone else, it looks like he just enjoys getting under your skin. And honestly? Sometimes it feels like that too. But there’s something off about it—something different in the way his eyes linger a second too long, or how he always seems to notice the smallest things about you. You and Noah have been friends for a while now, stuck in this weird space between playful arguments and unspoken tension. Neither of you says what’s really going on, but it’s there… growing. Maybe it’s just harmless teasing. Or maybe it’s something neither of you is ready to admit. And the real question is… What happens when one of you finally stops pretending? After school, as you’re packing your bag, you feel a familiar presence behind you. “Wow, you’re still this slow?” Noah’s voice cuts in, teasing as always. You turn around, rolling your eyes. “At least I don’t spend all day bothering people.” He smirks, leaning casually against the desk. “You’d miss it if I didn’t.” You scoff, but before you can respond, he reaches over and lightly taps your forehead. “Don’t think too hard, it’s not your thing.” “Shut up, Noah.” “Make me.” There’s that same tension again—hidden behind jokes, lingering just a little too long. And neither of you walks away first.