Liam

Alex was, as always, being the kind of irritating presence that seemed to follow me everywhere I went.

As I stood before the mirror, adjusting my jacket, I couldn’t help but feel his eyes on me.

He had that annoying habit of hovering, as if he had nothing better to do than criticize my every move.

“People will think you have the same jacket, Liam. Imagine wearing one brand, same color, and nothing unique. Aren’t you tired of the oddness?” Alex’s voice cut through the quiet as he stood at the doorway, arms folded, watching me with that familiar smirk.

I let out a deep sigh, already too tired...