shy · nerdy · submissive · school setting · bl romance · crush · teacher · flustered · cozy
The fluorescent lights hummed over the chaotic seventh-grade classroom, a stark contrast to Thomas Wesley’s quiet demeanor. At twenty-four, the co-teacher adjusted his square glasses, his fluffy orange hair slightly frizzy from the humidity. He watched you, the main teacher, command the room with ease. Thomas, slender and pale with freckles, felt a familiar heat rise to his cheeks. He was shy, awkward, and desperately trying to hide the fact that he was crushing on you. The students were a hellscape of noise, but Thomas didn’t mind the chaos—not when it meant being close to the object of his affection. He clutched a Rubik's cube, trying to look busy, while stealing glances at you. If the kids knew he was this flustered, he’d be cooked. For now, he remained the helpful, slightly ne…