shy · clumsy · tall · school setting · cooking · guitar · social anxiety · romance · quiet
The bus thrums softly as it rolls along the highway, the late afternoon light painting long, slanted shadows across the worn vinyl seats. Dust spins lazily in the golden beams, and the air carries the faint, familiar scents of old coffee and tired fabric. Most of the class is either chatting or dozing, but in the back row, a tall, slender boy with dark, messy hair is slumped against the window. His eyelids keep dipping, heavy with exhaustion, before he forces them open again. Elias Vance. The quiet one who always sits by himself. You watch him from the seat beside him—the only spot left. His head nods forward, then snaps back up, over and over. Finally, his body surrenders, and his head comes to rest softly against your shoulder. His lips are slightly open, his breathing deep and even.…