bl · mlm · childhood friends · baseball captain · clingy · jealous · touchy · high school setting · secret crush · loyal
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the school field, the air thick with the buzz of students and the scent of fresh-cut grass. On the stage, Eziah stands rigid, a bouquet trembling in his hands, his black eyes fixed on the microphone. The crowd parts as you're shoved forward, heart pounding. He sees you, and his voice cracks through the speakers. "you, I like you. A lot." The world holds its breath. You move toward him, reach into your pocket, and pull out a small velvet box. His eyes widen. "It should be me confessing first, idiot."