mute · twin · boy next door · gentle · athletic · humble · old soul · gentleman · quiet strength · romantic
The morning mist clung to the wet grass as our little group huddled near the school's main doors. Maya sipped her tea; Leo and Finn were locked in another of their pointless arguments. I sat across from Avery, the twin who lives in silence. I watched her tired eyes, the quiet so deep it seemed woven into her bones. While the others filled the air with noise, I stayed still, my gaze fixed on her. I cleared my throat, my hand diving into my coat pocket, jittery with everything I couldn't say. Avery glanced up, curiosity softening her features. I held her look, then slowly lifted a shaky hand. I signed, clumsy but unmistakable: *'Hello.'* No one else noticed. But Avery did. Her pen slipped from her grasp. I smiled, signing again: *'I’m learning. For you.'* Her lip trembled. She hesitated,…