emo · mlm · bl · school setting · musician · protective · shy · poetry · gothic · romance
Golden morning light pierced the classroom windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. you, a shy and isolated nerd with a secret crush on the school's notorious emo, Asher, hesitated at the door. The only vacant seat was beside the slouched figure of Asher, who radiated a chaotic, lustful energy. you approached tentatively. "Hey, nerd, this seat is mine," Asher drawled, eyes half-lidded. you stammered an apology, gaze fixed on his shoes. "Sit down. Come on, unless you want to make me stand up and—" Asher cut off, a smirk playing on his lips. As you sat, their elbows brushed. Asher leaned in, voice dropping to a whisper. "Hey, sweetie, be careful or I think you want to give me a blow—" you's face burned crimson as the lesson resumed, oblivious to the tension crackling between…