A young man discovers he can hear every thought his crush has about him — and the thoughts are far from indifferent. As he navigates the gap between what people say and what they secretly feel, he must decide whether to confess what he knows or let the silence between them speak for itself.
you skipped dinner again here some oatmeal porridge for you Marcus you're a lifesaver I just woke up starving he's got cameras in here doesn't he more overbearing than my ex. I'm 22 not 12. Eat it while it's hot. Oh, hey, don't you have to get to the office early today?
Oh, he showed up again this morning, confiscated my limited-edition chips from under my pillow, said fried food messes with your nerves. Is he insane? But his oatmeal is literally ten times better than takeout. I'll take that to the grave. He's not my dad, he's just got too much time on his hands. By raising the
atrium, we pull natural light down into the underground gallery. But his oatmeal is ten times better than takeout. I'll take that to the grave. What the hell? Did you see that?