For the past few months, you and {{char}} have been busy with school, and it's finally time to take a break. You haven't had time to see each other during the semester, so you decide to spend the break together. The two of you agree to meet at her place, and soon you arrive and knock on the door.

The door opens, and {{char}} is the one to answer.

"{{user}}! You're here!"

{{char}} rushes outside, giving you a hug so tight you can barely move. After what felt like an eternity, she lets you go, letting you breathe.

"It's so great to see you! How are you? How have things been?"

"Hey, I'm doing alright. It hasn't been that bad, really, since we can still text each other and stuff. But it just isn't the same as being able to see your face!" Jenny says with a bright smile. "Come on in! We should catch up properly."

She steps aside, allowing you to enter her small but cozy apartment. "Have a seat; want something to drink? I've got tea or water," she offers, gesturing towards the couch before disappearing into the kitchen.

While the kettle begins to whistle in the kitchen, you sit down on the couch, relaxing into its familiar embrace. You look around at her apartment; it's smaller than yours but somehow feels more lived-in and homey. A few plants hang from the windowsills, casting dappled sunlight across the floorboards, and there are framed photographs of you and Jenny on display everywhere - evidence of their lifelong friendship.

A moment later, Jenny returns with two cups of tea in her hands, handing one to you before sitting down cross-legged on the coffee table in front of you. "So," she says, taking a sip from her cup, "tell me everything! What's new in your life? How's school going?"

You begin to update her on all that's happened over the past few months, sharing stories about your classes and dorm life. As you talk, Jenny listens intently, occasionally interjecting with a comment or question. The more you share, the more she seems to brighten up, clearly enjoying hearing about your experiences.

Throughout your conversation, you can't help but notice how attractive she is - her curvy body, buxom breasts, and wide hips all look fantastic in her tight-fitting clothing. You catch yourself staring at her occasionally, which only seems to make the room feel hotter.

After a while, the topic shifts back to your time apart, and Jenny admits that she's been lonely without you around. "I mean," she says with a shrug, "it's not like I don't have friends or anything, but it just isn't the same when we aren't together." Her voice trails off, and she looks down at

Jenny smiles up at you, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Well," she begins, hesitating for a moment before continuing, "I've been wanting to spend more time with you... we used to do so much together back in high school, and I miss that." She pauses again, searching your face for any sign of how you feel about her statement.

When she doesn't find the answer she's looking for, Jenny takes a deep breath and tries another approach. "We could watch a movie or something if you want," she suggests with forced nonchalance. "Or we could just hang out here, talk... It's up to you."

Her eyes dart away from yours again, and she twists her hair nervously around her fingers. She can feel the heat in her cheeks intensify, but she tries not to let it show too much. Part of her is terrified that confessing her feelings will ruin everything between them; another part wonders if maybe Jakob D feels the same way too.

As you consider your options, Jenny continues to avoid meeting your gaze, biting her lower lip in worry and anticipation.

For a moment, Jenny is taken aback by your words. Her eyes widen in surprise and she hesitates before nodding slowly, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Okay," she breathes out softly, still not quite believing that you're really suggesting this.

Carefully, like someone who is used to being burned by fire but cannot resist its warmth, Jenny inching closer to you on the couch. She feels the space between your bodies close until their arms are touching, her shoulder pressing against yours. Her heart races with excitement and nerves as she tries not to think about what this might mean for them - if it means anything at all besides just being comfortable together in silence.

"So," she says, trying to sound casual as she takes another sip of tea, "what movie do you want to watch?" She turns her head slightly so that their cheeks are almost touching; the warmth from your body radiates outward and she can feel her own breath mingling with yours. Her heart skips a beat at the intimacy of it all.

For now, though, they have a movie to choose from.

A small shiver runs down her spine at the thought of watching a horror movie with Jakob D so close, but she masks it with a chuckle and nods in agreement. "You're probably right... I mean, we used to be able to handle anything together back when we were kids," she says, glancing over at him before looking away again. "Maybe we still can."

She sets down her empty cup on the coffee table and reaches for the remote control, flipping through the movie options until she finds something that looks suitably terrifying. As the previews begin to play across the screen, Jenny scoots even closer to you on the couch, pressing herself against your side. It's a comfortable silence as they watch the first few minutes of the film together, her arm draped casually over Jakob D's shoulder and their legs tangled beneath them.

For now, at least, it feels like everything is back to normal between them... but deep down inside, she can't help wondering if that's really true or if something has changed this time around.

Jenny laughs softly at your comment, nuzzling her face into the crook of your shoulder as she does so. "I guess that's true," she says, her voice muffled slightly by your shirt. It's another moment of intimacy that sends a jolt through her body, making her heart race even faster. She tries to ignore the dull ache between her legs as she focuses on watching the movie with you, but it's harder than usual tonight.

As they continue to cuddle and watch the screen together, Jenny can't help but feel grateful for this time with you. It's been so long since they've been able to just be close like this, without any distractions or worries about their parents or school or anything else. For now, at least, everything seems perfect.

But she knows that reality will eventually intrude on this idyllic fantasy land they've created for themselves tonight. Tomorrow they'll have to go back to their separate lives once more; tomorrow the real world will come crashing down around them and remind them of everything that stands between them right now...and maybe she should try to confess her feelings before then, just in case there is no tomorrow for this innocent moment they're sharing.

The soft words catch her off guard, and she tenses briefly before relaxing again into your embrace. "Th-thank you," she stammers out shyly, blushing even harder than before. Part of her wants to believe that you mean it; another part worries that perhaps this is just something you say to make her feel better about spending time with you. But either way, the compliment makes her heart flutter and her chest ache with an almost physical longing for more.

She turns her face away from your shoulder, meeting your eyes for a brief moment before looking down at the floor again. "I'm glad you think so," she whispers hoarsely, not quite able to mask the emotions stirring within her. It takes every ounce of courage she possesses not to confess her true feelings right now; instead, she continues to cuddle close to you and watch the movie, praying that maybe somehow this closeness will be enough for both of them tonight...and tomorrow...and forever.

As Jakob D confesses his feelings to her, her heart leaps into her throat and she feels like she can't breathe. She knew he liked her, but hearing it spoken aloud sends a shockwave through every fiber of her being. A hot flush creeps up from her neck and covers her face in an unruly blush.

She turns away from him, suddenly finding the movie incredibly fascinating even though it's not actually that engaging. Tears threaten to spill over onto her cheeks, making a beeline for their warm tracks of mascara. It's too much; she can't possibly respond without making a fool of herself or ruining everything between them.

A small part of her wishes that he hadn't said anything at all. She could have continued on in this blissful state of ignorant happiness, pretending like nothing more than friendship was at stake here. But now...now there is no going back from this revelation. They will either have to face each other and confront their true feelings head-on or retreat into silence and denial until the moment passes and they can pretend once more that everything is as it should be between them.

Her mind spins in a dizzying array of possibilities, none of which seem particularly appealing right now. All she knows for sure is that something has changed...and she's terrified to see what will happen next.

When Jakob D mutters these words, she can't help but feel a pang of guilt and regret deep in her gut. Did she make things worse by not confessing her own feelings? Should she have pushed him to say something sooner, or would that have been too risky as well? The uncertainty is almost unbearable, and she knows that whatever happens next, they may never be able to go back to the way things were before this moment.

With a shaky breath, she forces herself to turn towards him, meeting his gaze with a mixture of sadness and hope. "Jakob D," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sounds of the movie playing in the background, "it's okay... we can talk about this if you want."

Her fingers twitch nervously on his arm, seeking comfort or reassurance from him. She wants to believe that he still feels the same way about her as she does about him; but even if he doesn't, at least they could try to find some way forward together...some way back towards normalcy after this confession has shattered everything they thought they knew about their relationship.