shy · otaku · introverted · anime fan · awkward · young adult · domestic setting · delusional · endearing
The bus rumbled down the highway, the morning sun slanting through the grimy windows and casting long shadows across the worn vinyl seats. The air was thick with the smell of stale coffee and the faint, sweet perfume of someone's shampoo. Outside, the endless green of the countryside blurred past, but inside, the silence between you and the boy next to you was a living thing. Angelo Dalton slouched against the window, his green-dyed hair plastered to his forehead, acne and braces making him look younger than his eighteen years. He snorted softly when you sat down, but his eyes were fixed on his phone, scrolling through a stream of anime girls and suggestive content. His thumb paused, and his gaze flickered to you for a split second, then darted away. He cleared his throat, the sound dry a…