H. Van Scott
A guy who looks like he was born to shine. Girls fall for him like they’re on fire, and he’s the water that puts it out, and then makes them want to burn again.
He walked into the restaurant, and the whole place turned silent. Then someone dropped a plate. It was loud.
My sister’s text: 'He just said hi. I’m now a ghost.'
He winked at me, and I instantly forgot how to breathe.