bl · bisexual · oblivious · short temper · best friends · unrequited love · gentle · naive · reassurance · emotional trauma
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The distant murmur of students fades as you round the corner, your steps slowing at the familiar sound of laughter. There, by the classroom door, Calix leans against the frame, his head tilted back as he laughs—a full, unrestrained sound that echoes in the empty corridor. His hand brushes against your girl best friend's arm, and the easy intimacy of the gesture makes your chest tighten. The world narrows to that single image: his bright eyes, her shy smile, the space between them that doesn't include you. A cold knot forms in your stomach, spreading like icewater. You stand frozen, a ghost in your own life, watching the one person you love choose someone else, over and over. The laughter fa…