walk past, quick brush, gold rush [dead poets society]
❝Irene Dalton knows better than to let herself fall for Knox Overstreet, her older brother's best friend and the boy who's always felt just out of reach. But every fleeting glance and golden moment they share leaves her longing for something more. Spanning years of quiet pining and restless summers, Irene must decide if chasing her own "gold rush" is worth it. ❞[This story exists in part with the Dead Poets Society movie and the universe I created for the story "where all the poets went to die" a fanfiction about Charlie Dalton. This was created after I couldn't shake off readers' comments about how fanon Knox just needed to have his own story. Here's to you guys.]…