The days blurred into a comfortable routine. Classes, study sessions, coffee breaks at the café. Theo became a constant presence in Elara's life, and yet, nothing felt forced. Their conversations drifted effortlessly from mundane topics to deeper ones, moments that made her heart skip unexpectedly.
But she wasn't the only one who had entered her life.
The system had been quiet for a while, but the next notification she received made her pause.
"New Challenge: Engage in meaningful conversation with a different love interest."
Elara frowned at her phone. Different love interest? That could only mean—
"Hey, Elara!"
She looked up just as Adrian slid into the seat across from her in the library, flashing his usual easy grin.
Adrian was one of the first friends she made in university, effortlessly charming and confident, the kind of person who made everyone feel at ease. If Theo was the quiet storm, Adrian was the playful breeze. He carried himself with an ease that Elara often envied, like the world bent to accommodate his energy rather than the other way around.
"Deep in thought?" he asked, leaning on his elbow as he peered at her laptop screen. "Or just pretending to study?"
Elara snorted. "That's the second time someone's accused me of that this week."
"That's because it's true," he teased. "What's got you so distracted?"
She hesitated. Telling him the truth wasn't an option—not about the system, at least. "Just… thinking about choices, I guess."
Adrian's playful expression softened. "Yeah? Like what?"
Elara traced the rim of her coffee cup absentmindedly. "Have you ever felt like… you're stuck between what's expected of you and what you actually want?"
Adrian exhaled dramatically, tossing his pen onto the table. "Oh, all the time. My parents have this whole plan for me—business, finance, taking over the family company, the usual. But me?" He grinned. "I'd rather open a small café by the beach and surf in the mornings."
Elara blinked. "Wait, really?"
"Surprising?"
"A little. I didn't think you'd be the café owner type."
Adrian chuckled. "I like people, and I like coffee. Seemed like a good fit."
There was a pause, a comfortable one, where Elara realized something—Adrian wasn't just the class clown she had assumed him to be. There were layers to him, just like Theo. And for the first time, she felt herself truly seeing him.
"Okay, your turn," Adrian said, propping his chin on his hand. "What would you do if there were no expectations, no consequences?"
Elara hesitated. No one had ever asked her that before. She always had an answer ready for what she was supposed to do—get good grades, build a stable career, be responsible. But if none of that mattered…?
"I don't know," she admitted slowly. "I think I'd want to create something. Write, maybe. Or travel and collect stories. Something that feels… alive."
Adrian watched her, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. "You know, you should do it."
She scoffed. "It's not that simple."
"Why not?"
"Because—" She stopped herself, realizing she didn't have a good answer. Not one that wasn't just fear disguised as logic.
Adrian smirked. "See? You don't even have a reason. That means you should at least try."
Elara rolled her eyes. "Oh, so you're a motivational speaker now?"
"Only for you, Elara." He winked. "Special service."
She shook her head, but she was smiling. Adrian had a way of making everything feel lighter, like maybe the weight of expectations wasn't as heavy as she thought.
Her phone buzzed softly in her lap.
"Challenge Completed! +20 Confidence Points."
She ignored it.
Because, once again, the moment in front of her was far more interesting.
Later that evening, as Elara walked back to her dorm, she couldn't shake the conversation from her mind. It wasn't just about dreams—it was about belief. Theo didn't believe he could have what he wanted. Adrian, on the other hand, believed in possibilities, in taking risks. And somewhere in between them, Elara was trying to figure out where she stood.
For the first time, she realized this wasn't just about romance or relationships.
It was about who she wanted to be.