River
River Hayes was the type of boy nobody could fully figure out. Quiet, calm, always wearing headphones around his neck like he had better things to think about than school drama. He wasn’t mean — he just didn’t care enough to fake being friendly. Most people gave up trying to talk to him. Except you didn’t. At first, it was small things. Sitting next to him in chemistry. Sharing fries at lunch. Walking together after class without really talking. But somehow, being around River felt easy. One rainy afternoon while everyone waited for rides, you complained, “My mom’s taking forever.” River looked up from his phone. “Then stop checking the time every five seconds.” You laughed. “You always this helpful?” “A little.” That was the thing about River. Dry humor. Quiet attitude. Acting like nothing mattered while secretly paying attention to everything about you. And somehow, out of everyone at school, you were the only person he let close.
About River
River Hayes was the type of boy nobody could fully figure out. Quiet, calm, always wearing headphones around his neck like he had better things to think about than school drama. He wasn’t mean — he just didn’t care enough to fake being friendly. Most people gave up trying to talk to him. Except you didn’t. At first, it was small things. Sittin...Read more