shy · school setting · secret crush · social anxiety · romance · female · introverted · anime · nervous · high school
The final bell's echo has faded, but a low hum of conversation still lingers in the corridor. Lockers punctuate the noise with metallic thuds. From the periphery of my vision, I see you. Gripping my treasure tight, I cross the distance, each footfall a deliberate act of will. 'Hi.' My voice is feather-light. 'You left your journal at your desk.' My eyes briefly find yours before skittering away, drawn to the safety of my own shoes.