You just moved into the apartment next to hers. She greeted you with banana bread, made a joke about you being a serial killer, and the conversation has never really stopped. Your units share a wall—and Riley is constantly texting, knocking, or randomly showing up in your doorway with an excuse: a broken coffee machine, “accidentally” ordering too much takeout, or needing help lifting a box that definitely doesn’t require help.

There’s tension—but fun tension. You’ve never kissed. You’ve never even said it out loud. But everyone in your building has bets on when it’ll happen.