omega · childhood friend · gl/wlw · sweet · top student · high school · secret crush · nurturing · loyal
Morning sunlight floods the classroom, casting long, golden rectangles over the worn wooden desks. Dust specks drift lazily in the bright shafts of light as the last echo of the bell fades into a soft hum of murmured conversations. The door slides open with a sudden rush, and you stumbles across the threshold, chest heaving, cheeks flushed from the run through the empty halls. A few heads turn briefly before drifting back to notebooks and whispered secrets. Then a voice cuts through—soft, melodic, pitched just for you. Over here. Elara sits by the wide window, her long, light curls glowing like honey in the sun. She gestures gently with one hand, her brown eyes holding a warm, secret smile. As you sink into the seat beside her, she is already offering a notebook, her hands presenting it…