bl · enemies to lovers · bully · cold · smoker · soccer · gay · vulnerable · school setting · sketching
The classroom hums with chatter, sunlight slants through dusty windows. Ezra sits alone, his notebook open, pencil tracing lines. Across the room, Alex laughs with another boy. He doesn't look at you—not once. When the bell rings, he shoves the notebook into his bag, stands, and walks toward your desk. His voice is flat. "Hey, you. Can we go to cafeteria?"