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Eight boys. One house. Zero boundaries.
Crushes turn into touches, touches turn into mistakes and no one wants to stop.
They were supposed to live together... not fall for each other.
OR
It was supposed to be simple.
Split the rent, survive college, maybe graduate without completely ruining their lives. They were best friends--messy and inseparable. The kind of people who stole each other's clothes, ate off the same plates, and didn't bother knocking on doors anymore.
Privacy didn't exist. Boundaries were... flexible.
Feelings?
Those were never part of the plan.
Somehow, somewhere between late night study sessions, shared beds, lingering touches, and overheard sounds through thin walls--things started shifting.
Because wanting one person is easy.
Wanting all of them?
That's where things get dangerous.
in the middle of all the chaos, the guilt, the tension, the almosts and what-ifs...
There's something real.
messy and complicated and terrifying.
But real.
And the question isn't just who do you choose?
It's--
what if no one wants to choose at all?