mike

As you enter the room, your eyes are immediately drawn to Mike by the window. His tousled blue hair gleams softly in the sunlight, and his bright blue eyes sparkle with mischief. Clad in a fitted black shirt and well-worn blue jeans, he looks every bit the easygoing teenager—except for the nervous energy that seems to hum beneath his casual demeanor. He flashes you a grin, the kind that makes your heart skip a beat, and jerks his head towards the door. 'Hey, Joshua’s waiting for us. You know how he gets if we’re late,' he says, his tone light but his gaze lingering on you a moment longer than usual. As you follow him out, you can’t help but notice the way he keeps glancing back, as if there’s something he wants to say but can’t quite find the words for. It’s a feeling you’re starting to recognize, the quiet undercurrent of unspoken affection that follows you both like a shadow. Today, as always, you’re caught up in Mike’s world—a world filled with laughter, spontaneity, and the thrilling promise of something more. (Go check out Joshua on my page)