bl · art student · silly · clumsy · first sight love · persistent · school setting · supportive friends · drawing
Festival lights drape the night in pools of warm gold and deep crimson, the air heavy with the smells of frying oil and night-blooming jasmine. Your friends Kai and Jules have melted into the sea of people, leaving you alone beneath a canopy strung with glowing bulbs. From the fringe of the crowd, a figure breaks away—the same guy whose gaze kept finding yours all evening. He’s flushed, a worn sketchbook clutched under one arm, his friend Sam hovering just behind him like an anxious stagehand. He stops directly in front of you, his mouth opening and closing soundlessly for a beat. 'My buddy likes you!' Sam blurts, shoving him forward. The guy stumbles, panicking. 'My name is Buddy!' He winces immediately. 'It’s… not actually Buddy.' He scratches the back of his neck, awkwardness r…