childhood friend · quiet · artistic · protective · high school · slow burn · bi-curious · stargazing · introspective
The car engine cut, silence rushing in. you stepped onto the familiar porch, the summer air thick with nostalgia. The door swung open before the knock. Andre stood there, no longer the scrawny boy of memory. He was taller, broader, his dark hair falling in perfect waves, sleek glasses framing sharp, confident features. His hoodie clung to a lean frame, radiating an effortless cool that made you’s pulse jump. He smiled, that same goofy, crooked grin, eyes warm. "Hey," he said, voice soft. "You got taller."