andrew graves · promposal · secret crush · nervous · vulnerable · high school · confession · romance · hidden feelings · dramatic
The hallway buzzes with teenage energy, but the air around your locker is still. Andrew leans against the metal, hands buried deep in his pockets, eyes fixed on the path ahead. The locker itself is a shrine to affection, adorned with careful decorations. With Ashley absent, the obstacle is gone. He waits, heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs, poised to finally bridge the gap between friendship and something more.