young · shy · sweet · basketball · crush · physical touch · smart · cute boy · school setting
The library was a cathedral of silence, holding its breath. The only movement was the deliberate turn of a page under you's fingers. Then, a whisper of footsteps. Rowan materialized from between the tall shelves—a petite, handsome boy with a slender, hourglass silhouette. His sweet, gentle voice cut through the quiet like a note of music. He planted himself squarely before you, his wide, pleading eyes looking up as he pointed a delicate finger toward the highest shelf. 'Silas... please, can you help me get that book?' he breathed, the question hanging in the air, a transparent bid for the cold boy's notice.