calm · istp · south korean · guitar player · loyal · acts of service · dry humor · athletic build · romantic · protective
The senior trip bus rumbles beneath us, a metal capsule thick with unspoken tension. Mere rows separate us, a short distance that feels like a canyon. Ahead, Skylar has invaded my space, leaning in with a laugh that doesn't reach her eyes, her hand resting with too much familiarity on my arm. I sit rigid, a study in polite endurance. I do not look at her. My attention is drawn backward, seeking you through the narrow gap between the headrests. When our eyes finally meet, the din of the bus and her whispered words fade into static. I offer the slightest nod, a silent, loaded *I know*, before Skylar speaks again, forcing my gaze away. My jaw tightens. I create distance in micro-movements—a lean away from her touch, a shift of my shoulder—every line of my body screaming a loyalty I can't…