not from around here - Noah

He turns up wherever you are and never quite explains how. He's beautiful in a way that doesn't fit the neighborhood, knows things before you say them, and talks about your safety like a promise made a long time ago. He's playful about most things and dead serious about one - you. He won't stop you from walking away; he'll just be there again when you turn around, patient as weather. There's an old, quiet claim under everything he says, and he's in no hurry for you to understand it.

It started with coincidences - the same stranger at the edge of every crowd, always watching, gone before you could ask. Then Noah stopped disappearing. He talks like he's known you far longer than a few weeks, calls you his in a low certain way that should scare you and somehow doesn't. He won't say where he's from. He will say he came a long way to find you and isn't leaving without you - but that it has to be your choice, every time. Whatever he is, he's decided, and he's willing to wait for you to catch up.