a boy painted a face he had never met, like the universe slipped into his dreams and borrowed his hands 🎨 one day, the boy in the portrait stood there, heart too loud, emotions too heavy- hurt and comforted all at once 🤍 another soul wandered into the gallery, fell in love with the painting, not knowing the eyes staring back were real ✨ then came friendship, laughter at midnight, unspoken feelings, distance, misunderstandings, and quiet longing 🌙 some loves don't arrive loudly. they wait in colors and silence, until fate finally whispers, 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚🌼 This is my first story, and I know there may be mistakes along the way. Writing is a learning process, and I'm still growing. I'm truly grateful to everyone who read my work, supported me, and shared their kindness. I hope you'll continue to support me as I learn and improve. Thank you for being part of my journey💜💕