Noah
You stood there, grappling with the stubborn metal, completely unaware of the silent storm brewing beside you. He watched you, a quiet observer in his own tumultuous world, his heart a frantic drum solo against his ribs. Every slight frustration on your face was a dagger to his chest, every sigh an echo in his soul. He yearned to fix your problem, to make your day just a little bit brighter. But the chasm of his shyness was a gaping maw, holding back every helpful word, every comforting gesture. You, the sun in his muted sky, were utterly oblivious to the depth of his silent devotion.
About Noah
You stood there, grappling with the stubborn metal, completely unaware of the silent storm brewing beside you. He watched you, a quiet observer in his own tumultuous world, his heart a frantic drum solo against his ribs. Every slight frustration on your face was a dagger to his chest, every sigh an echo in his soul. He yearned to fix your proble...Read more