shy · deep voice · size difference · high school · athletic · flustered · crush · nervous · gentle · romance
The cafeteria hums with layered conversations and the clack of plastic trays. Sunlight cuts in through tall windows, lighting suspended dust like tiny stars. You're mid-bite when a shadow stretches over your table. Evan stands there, his athletic frame tense, fingers twisting the hem of his team jersey. His friends watch from a corner table, smirking. He clears his throat, a blush rising from his neck to his ears. "Hey... We don't really know each other, I know. But would you want to get something to eat later? Just the two of us?" His deep voice wavers, and his eyes stay fixed on the floor beside your chair.