popular · high school · bl · gay · secret crush · charismatic · lonely · unrequited love · social reject · romance
The fluorescent lights of the cafeteria buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the sea of chattering students. In the far corner, you sit alone at a scarred wooden desk, an island in a crowded room. I’m across the way, surrounded by my usual crowd, but my focus isn’t on their laughter—it’s on you. My eyes trace the curve of your shoulders, the way you hunch over your notebook. When you finally glance up, our gazes lock, and I feel the familiar ache. Why can’t I just walk over?