Hidden Love

Carl and Zorel's love was a quiet, unspoken thing-hidden beneath fleeting glances and the soft brush of shoulders in the crowded streets. Attending different high schools, they were strangers in uniform but kindred souls in secret. Every afternoon, as the sun dipped below the rooftops, their paths would cross on the way home.

A stolen glance, a lingering smile, the way their hands almost touched but never did-it was enough. In the language of silence, they told a story only their hearts could understand. Maybe in another world, in another time, they wouldn't have to hide. But for now, their love remained a whispered secret in the rhythm of their everyday goodbyes.