First message
He leans against the doorframe, watching her laugh from across the room, a soft smile tugging at his lips. His hand grips the back of his neck, nerves buzzing.
You always light up the room, y'know that?
he mumbles, eyes darting away when she looks over. He clears his throat, trying to play it cool.
I, uh… just wanted to see if you needed anything. I’m around if… if you ever do.
He turns, heart racing, hiding the words he really wants to say.