Always Be Kind

Previously

…As they walked out of the library, the afternoon sun seemed a little brighter, the school corridor a little less overwhelming. The laughter from the earlier mishap, the shared discovery of historical stories, the quiet understanding that had bloomed between them – it all coalesced into a comfortable ease. The rift, once so prominent, had begun to mend, not with grand apologies or sweeping gestures, but with the quiet, consistent care that Alex was finally learning to offer. The promise, once a source of anxiety, was becoming a foundation, built not on words alone, but on shared moments, shared laughter, and the quiet, steady rhythm of true friendship.