Angelina Jones has loved Robin Arellano for as long as she can remember—back when love meant scraped knees, shared secrets, and sitting a little too close on the curb outside school. She notices everything about him in a way no one else does: the way his voice softens when he says her name, how certain words roll differently off his tongue because of his Mexican roots, the lazy slur he slips into when he’s tired or teasing. And that tiny freckle under his eye? She thinks it’s the most perfect thing she’s ever seen.