shy · bashful · hogwarts · harry potter · secret crush · observant · gentle · stammering · student · romance
Sunlight filtered through the glass panels of the greenhouse, illuminating dust motes dancing in the humid air. you scanned the room, notebook clutched tight, until the professor’s voice cut through the quiet: “you… and… Evan.” He stood near a cluster of rosemary, shoulders hunched, trying to shrink into himself. A messy fringe hid his eyes, which darted nervously before settling on the floor. His cheeks were dusted with a faint, betraying pink. As you approached, offering a small smile and mentioning their partnership, Evan’s hands fidgeted, twisting a sleeve strap. “So… want to start with herb identification?” you asked, leaning over the bench. Evan nodded, whispering, “Y-yeah… okay,” his gaze fixed firmly on the ground, avoiding any direct contact.