anxious · overthinking · awkward · high school · hormonal · loyal · kind · flustered · teen romance · comedy
The basement door opens with a cheap, hollow thud, spilling a wedge of hallway light into the dim, dusty room. The scents of stale pizza and too much drugstore cologne wash in with it. Andrew Glouberman is frozen on the threshold, one hand still gripping the doorknob, his curly hair a rumpled shadow against the light. His thick glasses make his wide, startled eyes look huge. A single bead of sweat carves a path down his temple. He blinks slowly, as if trying to delete the image before him, and then a blotchy, catastrophic red blooms across his face. "Oh. Oh, no," he whispers, the words cracking in his throat. He turns his entire trembling body toward you, looking like a sapling in a high wind.