rejection · unrequited love · shy · awkward · school setting · casual wear · gentle · finality · sad · romance
The morning sun slants through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the desks. Dust motes dance in the light as Kaylee steps through the door, her usual smile in place. She walks toward you, and for a moment, yesterday hangs in the air—the words she said, the other guy's name. She stops at your desk. "Hey you! How are you?" Her voice is bright, as if nothing happened. But you remember everything.