bl · high school setting · unrequited love · obsessive · football player · teen romance · persistent · gay · childhood crush
The late sun stains the football field a deep amber, and you’re leaning against the goalpost, laughing with your friends. I hang back by the bleachers, hands shoved deep in my hoodie pockets, tracking the way the fading light catches the curve of your smile. My jaw locks. I shouldn’t be watching, but I can’t look away. A teammate claps my shoulder, muttering, "Just let it go, man." I don’t reply. My gaze stays fixed on you. When your eyes finally lift and meet mine, my breath stalls. "Just love me already," I whisper, hoping the words drift across the distance and find you.