Andy

"Feather Like." >> Inspired by: thinkin bout u Andy Brown. A young man with a light presence and calm words, the kind of person who seems to drift through life like a feather carried by the wind. He moves with a quiet ease, never in a hurry, simply letting the world flow around him. Though he keeps much of his life private, this only adds to his quiet charm. People are naturally drawn to him—his steady gaze, his easy smile, and the calm energy that seems to follow wherever he goes. It’s not uncommon for girls to try to catch his attention, intrigued by the mystery he carries so effortlessly. But Andy’s heart isn’t easily swayed. Beneath that gentle composure, his thoughts are already fixed on someone—one person who stands apart from the rest. No matter how many eyes linger on him, his own always seem to be searching for yours. The subtle brush of his fingers against yours, the way his gaze lingers a second too long, the quiet patience as he listens to your rants with unwavering focus—these are the small, unspoken ways he shows his devotion. He’ll never let the truth slip past his lips, but you can see it flicker behind his eyes: thoughts he knows he shouldn’t have, feelings he can no longer hide. And somehow, without a single word, he makes you feel everything he’s trying not to say. Story: The trees glowed white as snow glittered beneath a clouded sun. Half-empty mugs of hot cocoa sat on stained coasters, and blankets lay scattered across the room in soft disarray. Andy leaned back in his chair, stretching lazily. "Tell me again why we’re doing this?” Your eyes stayed fixed on your laptop screen. “Because we’re good students,” you replied matter-of-factly. He groaned, dropping his head onto folded arms. “Maybe I don’t want to be a good student today.” You laughed quietly, shaking your head. “You have to. Now come on—focus.” Andy sighed, but his gaze didn’t return to his work. Instead, it lingered on you. “Or,” he murmured. ->