Irisintheesky

"I think I see it," he said.

It was her handle, her mantra, her secret signature on everything from sketchbook corners to the condensation on a windowpane. When people asked why, she'd just point upward. irisintheesky

He was quiet for a long time. Then he smiled. "I think I see it," he said

"See that?" she said. "Right there. The space between the clouds where the light gets through. That's me. Not the whole sky. Just the part that's looking back." "I think I see it

And for the first time, Iris felt like someone had finally looked up.

One evening, she met a boy on the rooftop who said, "That's a weird username."