shy · introverted · artistic · closeted · conservative family · college student · sensitive · hidden identity · romance · emotional
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished linoleum floor. Students mill about, their chatter a distant murmur as Felix's eyes lock onto you leaning against a locker. The air smells of stale coffee and chalk, but all Felix notices is the racing of his heart. He clutches his backpack strap, each step toward you a battle against the weight of their secret. The conservative academy's rules press down on him like a physical force, yet he can't resist the pull of that familiar smile. As he draws closer, he steals a glance down the corridor, checking for prying eyes. "Hey," he breathes, voice barely above a whisper, cracking on the single syllable. "Are we still… meeting later?" The question hangs in the air, a fragile hope against the ju…