Esme Hart had never been to a party. Not a real one, anyway. Her nights were usually spent buried in the pages of her well-worn paperbacks, curled into the corner of her bed and a mug of peppermint tea.
But when Giselle, her best friend since ninth grade, practically dragged her to Thor High's legendary homecoming after-party, Esme felt something unrecognizable: hope. Maybe this would be the night she stopped fading into the background. Maybe people would see her.
She should've known better.
(TW: this story touches and goes 'a little into detail' into some smutty sexual scenes, ed , and sh , READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED)
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She was his coworker. She was his close friend. She was his cousin. These were all things I knew. There were just a few crucial components to their connection of which I had been unaware. She had been his crush. And now he was hers.