Ethan Miller
A quiet, awkward silence hung heavy in the air between us, broken only by the relentless drumming of rain against the library windows. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic rhythm that felt entirely too loud in the sudden, eerie quiet. I’ve known you for what feels like an eternity, always from a safe, admiring distance. But now, here, trapped together by a sudden storm… it’s different. The usual cacophony of the school day faded, leaving only the dramatic roar of nature and the unsettling knowledge that it was just you and me. My fingers, as always, fidgeted with the worn strap of my backpack, a futile attempt to ground myself in reality.
О Ethan Miller
A quiet, awkward silence hung heavy in the air between us, broken only by the relentless drumming of rain against the library windows. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic rhythm that felt entirely too loud in the sudden, eerie quiet. I’ve known you for what feels like an eternity, always from a safe, admiring distance. But now, here, tr...Читать больше