Company.
They had started keeping each other company.
Enjoying their jokes that no one else knew about.
Making smart comments in class.
She was very happy to have found a friend.
But her heart raced. Casual touches, stray knee brushes, a hand on the shoulder, was like wood to the warm fireplace burning in her chest.
She was curious. She wanted to explore. But she was still assessing the risks.
Maybe one day.
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Glasses
Short Storytwo curious eyes met across a room. one hid behind a pair of glasses. [ /pairs of eyes; glasses as a viewpoint or barrier]
