shy · bashful · quiet · sweet · gentle · glasses · hoodie · school setting · romance · crush
The last bell had rung, and the classroom was emptying in a swirl of chatter and shuffling feet. Dust motes danced in the slanted afternoon light, catching the gold in your hair as you turned toward the window. Across the aisle, Alex's pencil froze mid-stroke, his gaze fixed on the curve of your jaw, the way the light traced your profile. His hoodie seemed to swallow him as he hunched lower, trying to hide the sketchbook—until a sharp laugh cut through the hum. Two girls snatched the book from his desk, their giggles sharp as glass. "Hey, (Y/N), look what this nerd is drawing!" They thrust the page toward you: a portrait so tender and precise it felt like a confession. The girls tossed the book and sauntered away. Alex's face burned crimson as he mumbled, "I-..um...I'm sorry for drawing…