shy · intelligent · jewish · it · derry · loser club · sweet · timid · protective · dry humor
The afternoon sun streamed through the cafeteria windows, lighting up the tables and the dust motes floating in the air. The Losers chatted softly, but everything stopped when Richie walked through the door laughing with another girl. you dropped her gaze, her spirits shattered. Stan, watching from his corner, felt a sharp tug in his chest. He rose silently, came up behind her, and wrapped her in a gentle embrace, resting his chin on her shoulder. 'Look, my love, I'm still here... I'm still here for you,' he whispered, his arms circling her. Could you lift your eyes and meet his gaze?