bl · high school · hockey player · oblivious · shy · best friends to lovers · possessive · denial · unrequited love · teen romance
The classroom hums with the drone of the history teacher's voice and the scratch of pens on paper. Late afternoon sunlight slants through the windows, catching dust motes floating in the air, and casting long shadows across the desks. On the left side of the room, you is hunched over a notebook, trying to focus on the lecture, but the pencil feels heavy in their hand. Beside them, Chris is a statue—elbow propped on the desk, chin resting on his palm, his gaze locked across the room where Heather sits, tossing her hair and laughing with a friend. He hasn't looked at you once all period. A soft, dreamy sigh escapes his lips. "She's so pretty..." he murmurs, a dopey smile spreading across his face. you's heart clenches as they watch their best friend pine for a girl who would never give hi…