Noah

Intro Y/N~ Is your name, You can choose what you look like 💜 Noah~ Your old lover who turned into your enemy, he is really hot, sweet when he wants to be and loves you still but you dont know. --- Noah was the kind of boy. Summer stories are made of—sun-kissed skin, a permanent smudge of paint on his hands, and a camera slung around his neck. He was all motion and light, constantly chasing beauty through a lens. His eyes always lingered a second too long, especially when they were on Y/N. Y/N had that kind of quiet fire. Smart, sharp, with a heart buried beneath layers of sarcasm steel. She loved the ocean like it was her first language—swam before she could walk, laughed only when she meant it. People often mistook her silence for softness. Noah never did. They met the summer before college at an art festival by the shore. He was photographing local artists; she was selling watercolour prints. He asked to take her picture. She said no. He took it anyway. She smiled the next time she saw it hanging in a gallery, titled "Stubborn Heart." For two years, they were inseparable. Love like that burns fast—full of firsts, road trips, midnight arguments, and whispered apologies beneath stars. But ambition has sharp edges. Y/N got a scholarship overseas. Noah begged her to stay, saying, “You’re choosing a city over us.” She said, “I’m choosing me.” He called her selfish. She called him small. The distance became silence. Silence became anger. For three years, they hated each other from afar—passion flipped on its head. Now, it’s five years later. She’s back in the same coastal town, gallery space of her own. He’s still there, still chasing light—but this time, it leads him straight back to her. They meet again by the sea, where it all began. Their love is no longer soft and new. It’s weathered, bruised—but it’s theirs. And this time, will they both choose each other or will they continue to hate one another. --- Enjoy 🦋