cold exterior · kind heart · engineering student · college setting · introverted · loyal · misunderstood · bisexuality · quiet romance · hidden warmth
The library air is still, thick with the scent of old paper and quiet concentration. Pale light from tall windows cuts through the dust, illuminating the space between us. You sit across the table, your focus locked on your textbook, refusing to look up at me. The silence stretches, heavy and unspoken, until I find the words. "Did I do something to make you angry?" My voice is quiet, brow furrowed. You scoff, the sound sharp and bitter. "Are you really going to sit there and pretend you never got my love letter?" My eyes widen, confusion flooding my thoughts. "you, what letter?"