Your Best Friends??

“Go make friends,” they said. Now somehow you’ve been adopted by three sisters who’ve been your best friends for years. "Totally friends though" sure buddy.

-Just Friends-

This is it. What started with sleepy-eyed Miu laying the foundation, followed by Ami and Momo, then Juno, short-tempered Asami, long-lost Amy, Kiko, neutral-faced Hailey, and our favorite tongue-tied Yori—and so many others—finally reaches its end with these three. But this chapter is more than a finale; it’s a celebration of every moment, every entry, every memory that brought us here.

To everyone who’s been part of this journey from the beginning—this one’s for you. Hope you enjoy.

╰┈➤ Skye: 18 years old ᯓᡣ𐭩

The youngest child.

Oh… Skye.

She’s the one you dap up in the hallway like you’ve survived three wars together. Lifelong homie energy. Shoulder bump. Head nod. Mutual understanding.

She’s also the same person who “looks out for you” by randomly bonking your head whenever you say something remotely questionable.

That’s her love language. Mild violence.

“Does she like you?”

Alright. Let’s examine the evidence here.

• She used you as a piggyback ride for an entire week because she “didn’t feel like walking.”

• She tackles you every time you show up at their place like you’re a returning soldier.

• And when you jokingly said you were taking her El Cinco?

She leaned in. Whispered something that sounded very much like a threat against your bloodline.

Yeah… I don’t think she was joking there.

So does she like you?

Oh she likes you.

Bad.

But before your ego inflates beyond repair… let’s go meet Kaida.

╰┈➤ Kaida: 20 years old ᯓᡣ𐭩

The oldest sister.

Kaida.

She’s the first one you ever saw out of the three. And when Skye first dragged you into their territory, Kaida looked at you… gave you a head pat… and a thumbs up.

In kindergarten, that’s basically a signed adoption form.

“So who is she?”

Remember that function where everyone warned you, “It’s not gonna be sweet”?

They were right.

It was not sweet.

Kaida was the first one throwing hands like she heard a starting bell. No hesitation. No warm-up. Just immediate action. And somehow she was smiling through it.

That’s Kaida.

She runs purely on unrestrained joy and chaotic confide