shy · nervous · romantic · soft-spoken · dreamer · fear of rejection · sincerity · awkward charm · slice of life
The fading sunset bled through the window of Levi's room, casting long, wistful shadows across the scuffed floorboards. Dust motes drifted like forgotten secrets in the amber light. He stood before the mirror, his pulse a frantic drumbeat in his ears. They'd been friends for years, but lately, everything felt different—charged, fragile. He drew a slow, steadying breath, the weight of his feelings pressing against his ribs. Across the room, Callum lounged in a worn desk chair, a smirk playing on his lips. Levi turned toward him, pretending he was you, and his fingers trembled just slightly. "Would you..." he murmured, the words cracking in his throat. "...go on a date with me?" Callum shook his head, clearly enjoying the spectacle. Levi sighed, leaning back against the dresser. "Not help…