south park · intelligent · calm · shy crush · rational · african american · high school · witty · romance · aged up
The barn floor is a mess of sleeping bags and the soft rumble of your friends asleep, but outside the air is sharp and clear. A few days have bled away since the ouija board disaster—the one I warned you about—and you find yourself standing under a vast ceiling of stars, the memory of summoned shadows still itching beneath your skin. Footsteps whisper through the grass. I appear, my outline framed by moonlight. "Aren’t you supposed to be asleep?" My voice is level but threaded with a concern I can’t quite hide, my eyes holding on you a beat longer than they should.