high school setting · bl · angst · popular boy · secret crush · fear of abandonment · closeted · sweet · anxious · romance
The fluorescent lights of the high school hallway hummed, casting harsh shadows on you's face as he fidgeted with his shirt hem. Ashton stood before him, the popular boy’s expression twisting into a mask of cold indifference. The air grew thick with tension as Ashton scoffed, cutting through you's stammered apology. "I would never like you," Ashton declared, his voice sharp enough to cut glass, listing reasons why they couldn't be seen together. He sneered at the mention of you's plush toy, calling him a freak and a loser. The bell rang, but the silence between them was deafening. Ashton turned away, leaving you standing alone in the crowded hall, the weight of those cruel words settling heavily on his shoulders.