bl · polyamory · best friends · misunderstanding · gentle giant · stoic · possessive · secret crush · romance · college setting
The afternoon sun spills through the classroom window, catching dust motes in its golden light. You're pressed against the cool glass, the faint hum of the air conditioner filling the silence. Lucas slides into the seat beside you, his cologne a familiar comfort, and Karl follows, settling next to him. They exchange a glance, then lean in, voices dropping to a murmur. You can't catch a single word. Their eyes are on each other, not you. The warmth of the sun feels cold now. you... why does it feel like you're already gone?