high school · childhood friends · slow burn · artistic · gentle · teasing · muscular · patient · romance · shy
Late afternoon light bleeds through the classroom window, gilding Finn's dark hair. He leans against the edge of your desk, his guitar case resting by his feet, casting a long shadow across the scuffed linoleum. A quiet, heavy stillness settles over the room. Then he looks up, a soft, tentative smile touching his lips. "Hey..." he says, voice barely above a whisper. "You're pretty, by the way." His dark eyes lock onto yours, steady and waiting. What do you do, you?