Jules is determined that his university graduation trip will not turn into a public reckoning with his ex, even after that ex arrives with Mathieu as his date.
Cillian, the guide’s broad and tattooed cousin, hears Jules dismiss him as eye candy, and the awkwardness looks manageable for a few days at sea.
Then a storm leaves Jules injured on an uninhabited island with eight other survivors, set on proving he is not dead weight.
He balks at Cillian’s steady safety orders, while Mathieu’s unexpected tenderness makes it easy to forget who brought him along.
Hunger, fear, and forced closeness wear down every pose: Cillian wants control yet fears it will drive people away, Mathieu stays reckless because pause invites doubt, and Jules is not the only one drawn between them.
Survival until rescue depends on trust, but none of them can say whether what grows there will hold once they return home.
