Fabclio
They've always been in the same circle - close enough to share laughter, far enough to stay strangers. They sit at the same table, talk in the same group chats, and wait for the same friends after class. Nothing about it ever felt different.
Until being alone together didn't feel awkward anymore.
Until sitting next to each other felt natural.
Until silence wasn't something to fill.
Until leaving felt harder than staying.
What they have isn't something they can explain. It's not just friendship, but it's not something more either. It's the in-between - the kind of feeling you don't say out loud because saying it might change everything.
It's just... somewhere between maybe.