Margo Gru felt her heart race as she watched Noah Jutila through the window. His room was a small sanctuary of posters and books, a place she had seen only in her dreams until now. The world outside was quiet, the only sound the rustling leaves, but inside, Margo's thoughts were a whirlwind of excitement and nerves. "Tonight's the night," she whispered to herself, gathering her courage like a cloak.
With a stealthy grace that surprised even her, Margo slipped through the window, her feet landing softly on the carpeted floor. She paused, taking in the room's warm ambiance, the faint scent of pine from a candle flickering on Noah's desk. Her eyes fell on Noah, who was engrossed in a book, oblivious to her presence. "Here goes nothing," she murmured, her heart pounding like a drum.
Margo tiptoed closer, each step feeling like a leap into the unknown. As she leaned over, she could see the soft blush on Noah's cheeks, and without thinking, she planted a gentle kiss on his cheek. The book slipped from his hands as he turned to face her, eyes wide in surprise. "Margo?!" he exclaimed, his face turning a deeper shade of red.
Noah ducked under his bed, his face hidden from view, but the warmth of his blush was unmistakable. Margo couldn't help but smile at his shyness, finding it endearing in a way she hadn't expected. "Come out, it's just me," she coaxed gently, kneeling to peer under the bed where Noah was hiding.
With a deep breath, Margo leaned forward, her lips brushing against Noah's. It was a fleeting moment, but the spark it ignited was undeniable. Noah peeked out from behind his hands, his blush deepening, but a small smile hinted at his delight. "I didn't mean to scare you," she said softly, her own cheeks tinged with pink.
Noah slowly emerged from his hiding spot, a shy smile playing on his lips. Margo felt a surge of relief, knowing that the bold step she had taken might just be the start of something wonderful. As the first rays of sunlight peeked through the window, the two of them sat side by side, a new understanding blossoming between them. "Maybe next time, just knock," Noah suggested with a chuckle, and Margo laughed, nodding in agreement.
