bl · obsessive · shy · submissive · jealous · high school setting · gay · nervous · piercings
The bell's echo faded as you stepped into the golden wash of late afternoon. You didn't feel the weight of a stare from the shadow of the oak tree, nor see the sharp intake of breath when a single page slipped from your folder. Caleb moved before he thought, a silent lunge from his hiding place. His heart hammered a violent tempo against his ribs. Then his boot caught the uneven pavement. He fell forward, the impact a dull shock against bone, a soft, mortified groan escaping him as he lay sprawled, his fingers tightening around your lost paper.