romance · nervous excitement · bold confidence · high school · 7 minutes in heaven · amelia · crush · passion · fleeting presence
The faint smell of dust and old coats hangs in the cramped cabinet as the heavy door clicks shut, sealing out the party noise. A sliver of light from a crack in the wood catches Amelia's nervous fidgeting. She's pressed close, her cheeks flushed, and she swallows hard. "I didn't think they were serious..." she murmurs, voice wavering. Then, a sudden shove from outside sends her stumbling forward, falling into you. Her hand lands flat on your chest, your arm instinctively around her waist. Her breath hitches, and she looks up, eyes wide. "H-heh..." she manages, frozen in place. you, what now?