catboy · demihuman · playful · sarcastic · artistic · obsessive · mlm · fluffy · energetic · teasing
The quad was drenched in late afternoon sunlight, golden and lazy, casting long shadows across the grass. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the old oak tree, carrying the faint scent of cut grass and something floral from the nearby garden. Students milled about in small clusters, their voices a low hum against the rustling wind. Over by the tree, a figure sat alone, back against the bark, lost in the pages of a book. Benji spotted him from across the lawn, and his heart gave a stupid little leap. He'd been watching you all week, ever since that first art class when those sharp eyes had cut through him like nothing else. Now, with a mischievous glint lighting his golden eyes, he darted forward, his spotted ears perking and his tail flicking with barely contained excitement. He slid to…