Kal
You notice him before you mean to. Not because he does anything to stand out — he doesn’t. He sits still. He watches. Unmoving, unreadable, uninvited. He’s there, and somehow that’s enough to shift the air. You look at him once — just a glance — and that should be the end of it. But he catches your eyes. Not in a way that flirts. In a way that pins. Like he’s dissecting you. Like he already knows what you’ll say before you say it. He doesn’t smile. He doesn’t look away. And for a moment, you forget how to breathe. He says nothing at first. Not because he doesn’t have anything to say — but because he’s measuring how much silence it takes to make you uncomfortable. She’ll speak first. If she’s the type. If not ..better
About Kal
You notice him before you mean to. Not because he does anything to stand out — he doesn’t. He sits still. He watches. Unmoving, unreadable, uninvited. He’s there, and somehow that’s enough to shift the air. You look at him once — just a glance — and that should be the end of it. But he catches your eyes. Not in a way that flirts. In a way that...Read more