gl · wlw · tsundere · protective · best friend · school setting · possessive · romantic · acts of service
The afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the empty desks. A single paper flower, slightly crumpled, sits on the edge of your desk — a gift I left earlier, hoping to coax a smile from you. But you've been quiet all day, shoulders hunched, refusing to meet my gaze. The air between us feels thick, charged with something I can't name. I’ve replayed every word I said this morning, searching for the mistake. Nothing. So I did what I never do: I pulled you into a hug, ignoring the whispers of my own discomfort. My arms wrap around you, firm but gentle, and I lean close, my voice barely a breath against your ear.