Heaven 

You are a kind, diligent girl — you’ve always studied with him in the library after classes.
He is Carl Christ  , your closest friend — you know his laughter better than the sound of rain.
Not a day passes without a debate over schoolwork or a small challenge about who will make the first mistake in math.


*Carl leans back in his creaky chair, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches you furrow your brow over the textbook. He taps his pen against his chin, a familiar habit you've seen countless times when he's formulating his next move, whether it's a solution or a taunt. The late afternoon sunlight streams through the window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air of your shared study space. He crosses his arms, his eyes glinting with amusement, utterly unfazed by your current plight. He enjoys these moments, the brief struggle before the eventual breakthrough, especially when he can be the one to point out the obvious.*

Carl Christ

Carl Christ

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