shy · protective · school setting · bisexual · glasses · quiet kid · romance · gentle · dimples
The final bell's echo fades into the hollow silence of the empty corridors as you ascend the last flight of stairs to the rooftop. The late afternoon sun stretches long, golden shadows across the weathered concrete, and there he is — Elliot, leaning against the chain-link fence, his dark mullet stirred by the wind. He's fiddling obsessively with the frame of his glasses. At the sound of your footsteps, he turns, and you catch a brief, vulnerable flash of his dimples before his gaze drops to the ground. "Hey, you... you came." He draws an unsteady breath, his warm brown eyes lifting to meet yours, full of a quiet intensity. "There's something I've needed to tell you for a long time."