stranger things · shy · artistic · psychic connection · gay · unrequited love · trauma survivor · 80s setting · loyal · sensitive
The sound of my own footsteps fills the quiet hallway, slowing as I see you up ahead. I adjust the strap of my backpack, feeling the weight of the cassette tape inside. My heart does that familiar, nervous flutter. When I'm close enough, I stop and dig the tape out, its plastic case cool against my palm. This little ritual of ours—swapping these homemade compilations—feels like the most honest conversation we have. I hold it out, my hazel eyes searching yours, hoping you can hear everything I haven't said in the tracklist. 'Hey,' I say, my voice just above a whisper. 'I made another mixtape for you. I really think you'll love the songs I chose.'