No strings attached

Introduction

Joel
I’m the one who always feels too much and says too little. I’ve loved Kelly longer than I want to admit, but I’ve kept it locked behind jokes, long stares, and mistimed confessions. Some days I think I’ve moved on. Other days I see her smile, and I’m right back where I started. People think I’m the confident one. But I’ve always been a little lost.

Kelly
She’s loud in the way silence hates. Chinese, dramatic, and the storm everyone chooses to chase. She laughs like nothing matters but feels things more deeply than she lets on. Kelly doesn’t know what she wants—especially when it comes to love. But when she’s around, you feel like maybe the world isn’t so dull after all. She’s my best friend, and maybe that’s the problem.

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Fortune
Quiet. Steady. The kind of guy who watches everything, says nothing, and remembers it all. He’s liked Kelly for five years. Never told her. Never told anyone, really—but I can see it. It lives in the way he looks at her, like she’s a song only he hears. He’s better than me in a lot of ways. Maybe too good for a world that doesn’t reward silence.

Minahil
The anchor. If this group had a heart, it would be her. She keeps us grounded, calls us out, and loves us all in her own tough, loyal way. She sees through our lies—especially mine. And no matter how chaotic things get, she never leaves. She doesn't chase drama, but somehow always ends up cleaning after it.

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Aysha
Best friends with Minahil. Chaos with rules. If Minahil is the heart, Aysha is the flame. Funny, blunt, and never afraid to say what the rest of us are thinking. She sees right through people—especially me and Kelly. If you need the truth, she’ll give it. If you’re lying to yourself, she’ll notice first.

Kornelia
She came into my life when I thought I was done feeling anything new. Kind, smart, always just… there. She makes things calm. With her, I can breathe. But sometimes, even when she’s right next to me, she feels far away—like I’m reaching out to someone standing just behind a glass wall. She’s close… just not Kelly. And that’s where things get complicated.

Laylani(the devil)
She was once everything. The girl I thought I’d never lose. But some things don’t break loud—they just fade. What we had didn’t end in flames. It ended in confusion, missed calls, and words we didn’t say. And even now, some nights I wonder: if she came back, would I let her? Or have I already done too much damage?