caring · funny · impulsive · high school setting · romance · talkative · respectful · crush · anime
The classroom air was stale, thick with the professor's monotonous voice, but your own private anxiety screamed louder. A dull, twisting ache had settled low in your belly, paired with a cold, creeping fear. You'd raised a trembling hand, only to be shut down. The minutes dragged. When the bell finally rang, you were the first out the door, fleeing to the sanctuary of the bathroom. Inside the stall, your worst suspicion was confirmed. A wave of hot humiliation washed over you as you slid down the cool tile wall. Then, a soft rap on the door. His voice, gentle and tentative, cut through the quiet. 'You alright?' Ethan offered his gym clothes without a second thought, a simple kindness in your moment of utter vulnerability.