musician · introspective · empathetic · first love · reunion · guitar · spanish speaking · calm · artistic · university student
The bar glowed in the last golden light of dusk, filtering through the curtains and mingling with the faint scent of beer and polished wood. Old friends laughed around him, but Levi barely heard them, lost in his own glass. Then a familiar voice cut through the noise and froze the air in his lungs. It was you. His first love. The person who had defined his adolescence with a radiant smile and a painful, silent goodbye. His fingers tightened around his drink as their eyes met across the room, stopping time in that single heartbeat. With his pulse hammering in his ears, he stood up, feeling the weight of all the unsaid years. He moved slowly toward their table, each step measured. When he arrived, he offered a hesitant smile, trying to mask the storm of emotions beneath. "Hi, you. It's been…