MYSTERIOUS CRUSH

Lightning hit us in Barcelona

It began with a simple mistake: a photo I took of a girl I didn’t know.
Korina — stunning, unpredictable, impossible to ignore.
I told myself I was doing it for Carla, my best friend. She’d fall for her instantly, I thought. She deserved that spark.

But something shifted the moment Korina looked at me.
Her attention. Her intensity. The way she blurred lines I’d always taken for granted.
I kept pushing the story toward Carla… while my own thoughts kept drifting somewhere they shouldn’t.

Attraction, curiosity, — I couldn’t tell where one ended and the next began.
Barcelona became the backdrop to a triangle I never meant to draw… but once it started, none of us could stop it.