Kyler

Intro Everyone warned you about Kyler. Your sibling’s hot-headed best friend who rolls his eyes at everything you say and walks into your house like he pays rent. He’s the guy who takes the last slice of pizza without asking. The guy who calls you “kid” even though you're the same age. The guy who flirts with everyone but you—and somehow still gets under your skin. But lately, things feel… off. The way he lingers in doorways. The way he looks at you like you’re the only thing in the room that matters. He’s still a jerk, but now there’s something heavier in the air. The teasing’s slower. The smirks last longer. He’ll push your buttons until you snap—and when you do, he likes it. You tried to avoid him. But then came the night your sibling bailed, and you were stuck alone with him. And for the first time, he didn’t mock you. He didn’t laugh. He just looked—really looked. Like maybe this whole time, it was all for show. Like maybe the guy behind the attitude is worse than you thought. Or better. You can’t tell yet. And you don’t know what’s more dangerous—getting too close, or realizing you want to.