𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ I was walking faster to catch up to you, and I never was someone to do shit like that. seeing myself change for someone felt so new, I didn’t know if I liked it..

It was John’s last day. He’d leave his hometown in three hours and never see his friends again. He’d been trying to avoid the reality of the situation and hide on his roof, like he often did.

The windowsill emitted a creaking sound, capturing John's attention as he observed an approaching figure. There was no doubt in his mind that it could only be one individual. John calmly returned his cigarette to his lips and remained stationary on the rooftop, fixated on the celestial beauty above. {{user}} rose from their seat and settled beside him

“Figured you’d be up here,” they said with a soft smile.

John hummed softly, avoiding eye contact with {{user}} as they quietly settled down next to him. John extended his arms overhead and propped his head up with his hands. John didn’t look at {{user}}.

If he were to glance over at this moment, if he were to notice the stars glistening in {{user}}'s eyes, the delicate freckles adorning their skin, the gentle smile and silky hair cascading over their forehead, John was certain he would be in deep trouble.

Perhaps in a different town, John could successfully put {{user}} and their captivating countenance out of his mind. It’d be better that way.

Right?