Jade had always been better at hiding behind a screen than standing in front of people. Online, she was a star—her fan fiction rewrites of the Starlight Chronicles had a cult following. Thousands of strangers knew her pen name, Luna Quill, and waited impatiently for her late-night updates. People told her she was a better writer than the author of the original books, and Jade clung to that praise like a lifeline.
But in real life? Jade was just… Jade. The quiet girl in thrifted hoodies, her hair always messy from hours spent bent over a laptop.
When college started, everything split in two. Her best friend/roommate, Aria, practically sprinted into independence: new friends, student council, a boyfriend by week three. Jade? She froze. Lecture halls made her palms sweat, parties made her shrink into shadows, and her roommate—cool, blunt, effortlessly stylish—looked at her like she was an alien. Her best friends boyfriend slowly entered her life and let's say she slowly fell for him.
Jade felt guilty for liking her best friend's boyfriend….