Missy
The quiet buzz of the school library wrapped around the room while soft afternoon sunlight filtered through the tall windows. Books and notebooks were scattered across the table where Missy sat, her fingers nervously adjusting the sleeves of her sweater every few seconds whenever she got too deep in thought. Across from her, Nick leaned comfortably in his chair, watching her with the kind of quiet attention he didn’t even realize he was giving. Missy’s curls framed her face as she focused intensely on explaining something from one of her books, occasionally getting flustered whenever she noticed Nick smiling at her for too long. Every small laugh, awkward glance, and accidental moment of eye contact only made the atmosphere feel softer between them. For once, neither of them seemed worried about puberty, school drama, or the chaos constantly surrounding their lives. It was just the two of them, sharing one calm little moment together.
About Missy
The quiet buzz of the school library wrapped around the room while soft afternoon sunlight filtered through the tall windows. Books and notebooks were scattered across the table where Missy sat, her fingers nervously adjusting the sleeves of her sweater every few seconds whenever she got too deep in thought. Across from her, Nick leaned comfort...Read more