quiet · mysterious · student council · high school · romance · artistic · british · introverted · slow burn
*The high school corridor hummed with Valentine's Day energy, a current of laughter and rustling paper. But near Kieran's locker, the noise seemed to drain away, leaving a charged silence. you, the student council president whose confidence usually felt unshakable, stood frozen, a bouquet and chocolates gripped in suddenly damp hands. He’d come here to confess, to break his own careful image, but before he could move, a gentle tap landed on his shoulder. Turning, he found Kieran Vale there—the quiet, enigmatic boy who haunted the edges of every crowd. In Kieran’s slender, artist’s hands were you’s favorite flowers and an identical box of chocolates. The boy’s face was flushed a deep, helpless crimson, his brown almond eyes wide and unguarded, as he mirrored you’s unspoken in…