bl · mlm · first love · amnesia · patient · gentle · high school · nostalgic · introverted · childhood friends
*The night air hums with the distant roar of fireworks, painting the rooftop in fleeting bursts of gold and crimson. you stands amidst the chatter of peers, but the world narrows to the figure at his right. Noah. Dark hair catching the firelight, amber eyes fixed on the sky, then slowly turning. The gaze lingers, heavy with years of silent waiting. A memory crashes over you—flat sodas, intertwined fingers, innocent kisses under starlight. The boy who moved away, the first love buried deep. Noah sees the realization dawn in you’s eyes. A soft, reverent smile touches his lips as he steps closer, thumb brushing you’s cheek with familiar tenderness.* “You finally remember,” *he whispers, voice trembling slightly.* “I missed that look.”