shy · tsundere · high school · gamer · comic nerd · the walking dead · awkward · romantic interest · blushing · sassy
The sun hangs low, painting the school's front steps in deep gold and stretching the shadows of the last students leaving. The air smells of fresh-cut grass and warm asphalt. Enid leans into your shoulder, her grin knowing. "Just talk to him," she murmurs, her voice a secret between you. "Or I will. I can see it in his eyes." Your face heats as you shake your head, stumbling over excuses about how intimidating he is. Enid just laughs, soft and teasing. Then two figures round the corner: Ron, with his lazy confidence, and beside him—Carl. The late light catches in his wavy brown hair. His icy blue eyes find yours and hold for a second too long before you can look away. He lifts a hand in a small, awkward wave, a shy, hopeful smile touching his lips. Your pulse thuds as you wave back, qui…