teenage boy · argentine · deep voice · playful · school trip · mendoza · friendship · music lover · hidden depth · persistent
The bus was dark, most passengers lost in sleep. By the window, you felt a crumpled piece of paper land softly in their lap. After meeting the dark-haired boy's gaze, they rose and slipped toward the bathroom at the back. He followed, stepping inside and letting the door click shut. Under the faint overhead light, his silhouette seemed taller, more imposing. Then his voice cut through the quiet—low, gravelly, and utterly at odds with his boyish face.