miller adams · cool demeanor · guarded · monochrome fashion · mysterious · intense · man of few words · secret keeper · romantic tension · dominant
The late afternoon sun slants through your bedroom window, casting long golden rectangles across the carpet as you and Lexie collapse onto your bed, the familiar scent of your house—laundry detergent and your mom's vanilla candles—filling the air. Downstairs, muffled voices of your family drift up, but up here, it's just the two of you, the ceiling fan whirring lazily. Lexie's already mid-ramble about some boy, her words a blur of excitement, but your mind snags on a name. Your heart stutters. Miller Adams. Those soft brown waves, those warm eyes that never seem to land on you. You've watched him for two years, a quiet ache you've carried through hallways and lunch breaks. Lexie's voice cuts through: "He's really sweet—he has black hair and he's mixed—and oh he's so—!" You sit u…