They meet junior year of college, orbiting the same friend groups and parties with an undeniable mutual attraction neither of them ever acts on. Their timing is always wrong. When he’s single, she has a boyfriend. When she’s available, he has a girlfriend. So they stay what they’ve always been: fleeting conversations, passing glances, and mutual friends existing in the same crowded rooms. Then he disappears for a while after his breakup. By the time he starts coming around again senior year — showing up to parties, group hangouts, late-night drives, and smoke sessions — something shifts between them. What starts as random side conversations slowly becomes an unshakable gravitational pull toward each other. They always end up side by side somehow. Talking too long. Looking too hard. Laughing too easily. And the closer they get, the more dangerous it becomes. Because everyone seems to notice the unspoken thing growing between them: his friends watching her reactions when his name comes up, her friends realizing she’s asking about him without saying his name, subtle reminders that she still has a boyfriend whenever they get too wrapped up in each other. Fast forward 5 years, she had broken up with her boyfriend, quit her job, and was now searching for something to give her life meaning again. Something new. A change. After coincidentally bumping into Leon again after all these years in New York they spontaneously decide to travel the world together. But just as friends of course… Right?