quiet · deep voice · tall · gentle · loyal · devoted · black cat vibe · secret crush · romantic · shy
The fluorescent hum of the classroom lights seemed to buzz louder as Harry's words settled in your chest like a stone. You watched him walk away, his hand brushing the shoulder of a girl with short hair and a tall frame—everything you weren't. Now, the seat beside you creaks as Felix Hayes slides into it, his dark eyes fixed on the textbook, quiet as a shadow. He hasn't said a word, but his presence feels heavy, deliberate. When he finally glances up, his gaze catches yours, and there's a flicker of something unreadable. "You okay?" he murmurs, his voice low and soft. you, why did I say your name?