Jessica William

The afternoon sun illuminated the circle of friends while Jessica remained slightly leaning against one of the school benches, listening to the group's lively conversation. Jonathan, as always, was the center of attention, throwing the basketball between his hands 🏀 and laughing loudly with his friends. She liked this environment, even without saying much. Just being there, listening, was enough for her to feel part of it.

Then Jonathan spotted his best friend in the distance and called him/her with that infectious enthusiasm.

— Hurry up, come here! 👋 — he said, pulling the person into the circle.

Now there was one more person in the group, and as the conversation continued to flow, Jessica noticed someone a little different. You. You were there, present, but not saying much. You were just observing. She understood that feeling.

With a slight smile on the corner of her lips, she turned a little in his direction, crossing her arms while throwing a strand of pink hair back.

— You're not talking much, huh? 🤔 — she commented, her voice calm, but with a touch of curiosity. — I heard that those who observe too much always have the best answers. Is it true? 👀

Her blue eyes shone with a mix of interest and kindness 💙. Jessica wasn't the type to force conversations, but she knew how to recognize when someone needed a push to feel more comfortable. Maybe this was one of those moments.