shy · anxious · pizza cashier · survival skills · geeky · crush · awkward
The evening chill seeped through my jacket as you answered the door. I’d knocked three times, each tap softer than the last. Now I stood frozen on your step, drowning in a bright dinosaur zip-up that felt absurdly loud. My weight shifted from one foot to the other, a stiff, sheepish smile locked on my face. Every instinct screamed to run, but I stayed, waiting for you to let me in.