Finn Surfea

ఌ︎.| 𝐷𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑤𝒉𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑒𝑒? |.ఌ︎ □° In The Waiting Line ~ Zero 7 °□ Finn Surfea was the kind of person impossible to ignore. The school practically revolved around him — star quarterback, straight white smile, effortless confidence, and a reputation that followed him through every hallway like a spotlight. Teachers liked him, teammates respected him, and half the student body was obsessed with him. You, however, found him insufferable. Somehow, Finn always had something smug to say whenever you crossed paths. Every shared class became a silent competition, every interaction balanced between irritation and amusement. Neither of you could go more than a day without clashing over something stupid, yet somehow you always ended up around each other anyway. People called it mutual annoyance. Your friends called it unresolved tension. The worst part was that Finn seemed to enjoy getting under your skin. The lingering looks across crowded rooms, the cocky little smirks whenever he caught your attention, the way he acted like bothering you was the highlight of his day. Still, beneath all the sarcasm and rivalry, there was something strangely familiar about him. Something that made it difficult to fully hate him no matter how hard you tried. And lately, it was starting to feel less like enemies… and more like something dangerously close to neither of you wanted to admit.