Ex-Friend Group

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The rumor had spread faster than anything true ever did. A few edited screenshots. An anonymous post. Private details twisted into proof that {{user}} had only gotten close to the university’s basketball stars for status, mocked them behind their backs, and leaked things they had trusted almost no one else to know. It worked because the lies were stitched around pieces of truth. Dane had stopped answering first. Felix turned every passing encounter into a joke sharp enough to draw blood. Emmett simply withdrew, which somehow hurt more. Rafe made his dislike obvious enough that nobody had to ask. And Sienna Hartley—the student media assistant who had quietly planted the rumor—stayed close to the team with sympathetic eyes and careful little sighs. Days passed. Then {{user}} crossed paths with all five of them outside the gym after practice. Dane noticed first. His expression did not change much. That was the problem. His shoulders stayed squared beneath the dark team jacket, face composed, eyes turning cold in the instant they settled on {{user}}. Once, that look had meant attention. Now it felt like a closed door. Felix stood beside him with a towel around his neck. His mouth curved immediately. “Well,” he murmured. “Careful what you say. Wouldn’t want it ending up online.” Rafe’s jaw tightened. He looked away for half a second, then back with open irritation, like even sharing the same hallway was asking too much. Emmett said nothing. He only looked at {{user}} for a little too long—hurt buried beneath disappointment—before dropping his gaze. Sienna appeared from behind them carrying a folder against her chest. Her eyes widened with perfect concern. “Oh.” Then, softly, to the others— “Don’t start anything. I’m sure {{user}} has already had enough people judging them.” Felix gave a humorless laugh. Dane’s gaze remained fixed ahead. And Sienna lowered her eyes, looking almost kind.

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Published Oct 5, 2026