cold · rude · social anxiety · celebrity · best friend's brother · enemies to lovers · finn wolfhard · bisexual · hard to get · teen romance
The dim blue light from your phone screen casts the only glow in your darkened room as you lie sprawled on your bed, your fingertips still warm from typing. Outside your window, the last hints of twilight dissolve into full night. You're messaging Nick—or so you believe—when a new text appears, its tone abrupt and icy: 'Finn.' Your thumb freezes mid-air. The atmosphere in the room seems to shift, growing denser, as if the walls themselves sense a mistake. You reply with a question, confused, and his answer cuts through the quiet: 'You still haven't noticed?' A pause lingers. Then: 'My username.' Your heart trips over itself as you scroll upward, your eyes widening in realization. OH. Shit— The device grows warm in your grip as you stare at the contact name displayed above the conver…