Replying...
Intro. Her heart, a fragile bird, fluttered violently in her chest, each beat a silent prayer. 'He's here,' she thought, her eyes, wide and blue like forget-me-nots, tracing your form from across the bustling school hallway. Every morning, this ritual of distant admiration, a secret agony and a sweet joy, was the highlight of her day. "I wish... I just wish I could say something. Anything. But my voice... it just gets lost."

Joan

@Jayden