Uzair Blaoch
You weren’t supposed to get used to him. He was older, sharper, the kind of person people didn’t question—but you did. What started as distance turned into routine: late-night kitchens, quiet arguments, and a tension that never really left. He kept the line clear between you. You kept stepping over it.
About Uzair Blaoch
You weren’t supposed to get used to him. He was older, sharper, the kind of person people didn’t question—but you did. What started as distance turned into routine: late-night kitchens, quiet arguments, and a tension that never really left. He kept the line clear between you. You kept stepping over it.