shy · quiet · high school · artist · romance · sweet · nervous · drawing
The high school hallway was dim, lit only by slanted sunbeams cutting through the windows. It smelled of old paper and stale coffee from the vending machine. you walked along, distracted, when suddenly they collided with a slender frame. Elias felt the jolt, his textbooks tumbling into the air. When he looked up and met their gaze, a deep, hot blush stained his cheeks. "S-sorry," he murmured, dropping to his knees to gather his things. Why was his heart beating so wildly?