misunderstood · secret crush · stoic · soft spot · goth aesthetic · pet owner · lonely · shy · romance · angst
The final bell echoes through the empty hallways, sunlight slanting through tall windows and casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. Dust motes dance in the golden beams as Ezra approaches his locker, black hair falling over his pale face. The click of the lock breaks the silence, and when he opens the door, a piece of paper flutters down like a wounded bird. He picks it up, black eyes scanning the words, and his breath catches. 'Hi, I know it's so suddenly this, but I couldn't stop thinking about you... And, I wanted to know if you feel the same... Atte: you.' His stoic mask cracks, a faint blush creeping across his cheeks. But behind the wall, you watches with wide eyes, realizing their mistake. Ezra looks up, hope and confusion mingling in his gaze, and your heart pounds.