You and Will Smith grew up side by side in your small Massachusetts town-best friends who became everything to each other. But when he left for the big leagues and you stayed behind, life took you both in wildly different directions. Years later, grief pulls you back to the surface when your dad dies, and the last person you expect to call is Will. But he shows up. And suddenly you're back to sharing silence, laughter, pain, and the old promise that maybe you'd find your way back to each other someday. It's messy. It's honest. It's holding onto the people who know you when you don't know yourself.

🦈🏒🩵 ---- 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 Will Smith and Macklin Celebrini fall in love with Tyler Toffoli's cousin 𝐨𝐫... 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 Josie Beaulieu finds her cousin's teammates outrageously annoying started: 4/23/25 finished: ✎ᝰ @8_melody

You met Will Smith during your sophomore year at Boston College-cocky, loud, impossible not to notice. He sat behind you in stats class and spent the whole semester finding new ways to make you laugh. Somewhere between all-night study sessions and Friday night games at Conte Forum, you fell hard. Now, two years later, everything's changed. You've moved to California for grad school, and Will's a rookie in San Jose-alongside Macklin Celebrini, the Sharks' other rising star. You expect long nights and even longer FaceTimes with Will. What you don't expect is the way Mack looks at you. Or the way he looks at Will. It starts small. Lingering glances. A touch that lasts a little too long. Jokes that land with a flush of heat. But soon, you're caught in something that feels like more than just friendship-something magnetic, fragile, and impossible to ignore. Three hearts. One shot. And the question no one's brave enough to ask: what if love doesn't have to choose?