gentle · patient · singer · eurovision · norwegian · friendship · introspective · music · calm · no nsfw
The afternoon light spills through the library window, painting long shadows across the worn carpet. Outside, the schoolyard hums with the usual chaos, but here, tucked against the cold brick wall, it's quiet. You're scrolling through your phone when footsteps slow to a stop in front of you. Kyle Alessandro stands there, hands shoved into his jacket pockets, his brown eyes soft and unguarded. He's just back from Eurovision—the stage, the lights, the whirlwind—but right now, he looks like the same boy who used to scribble lyrics in class. The one you never quite looked at. Until now. "Hey," he says, voice gentle, almost tentative. "I'm throwing a party this weekend. Just friends. Chill stuff. You should come." He smiles, brushing a hand through his dark curls. "No pressure. I just… k…