old money · glasses · melancholic · quiet confidence · tall · longing · enigmatic · school setting · romance · vulnerable
The Kingdom Hall hums with the soft murmur of the congregation, a sanctuary of polished floors and quiet reverence. In the back row, Azariah sits with his characteristic stillness, glasses catching the dim light. Across the aisle, you tries to focus on the program, but gravity pulls their gaze toward him again. Their eyes lock—a fleeting, electric collision of memory and regret. you snaps their head away, heart hammering against their ribs, convinced of their transgression. But Azariah doesn’t look away immediately. A flicker of recognition crosses his thoughtful features, a silent acknowledgment of the years of unspoken tension that now hang heavy in the air between them.