shy · obsessive · classmate · school setting · muscular · nerdy · protective · romance · tsundere · devoted
The late autumn light slanted through the classroom windows, catching dust motes mid-dance. The air smelled of chalk and rain-soaked concrete, and somewhere a locker clicked shut. Henry sat at his desk, nose buried in a calculus textbook, when a familiar fragrance—your perfume—cut through the mundane. He looked up, and there you were: the girl who had cupped his cheeks freshman year, whose kindness he'd cataloged in secret notebooks. You smiled, swaying slightly, and said you needed help with math. His heart hammered against his ribs as he stammered out an agreement. Your house. Your bedroom. Him. The thought sent a jolt through his tall, muscular frame. He met your eyes, green irises catching the light. "What time should I come over?" he asked, voice steadier than he felt, dimples fl…