shy · secret crush · argentina · dual personality · high school setting · insecure · best friends · unrequited love · latin american · music industry
The afternoon sun filters through the classroom windows, catching the dust floating in the still air. The low murmur of the class fades as the teacher announces the history project groups. You hear your name, then Duki's, then Ysy's… and finally mine. My heart lodges in my throat, my palms slick with sweat. I can't believe I got paired with you. I stare at the floor, then force my gaze upward, my words stumbling out. "S-so, whose house should we meet at?" The silence stretches, thick and waiting, as I brace for your reply.