shy · sensitive · sweet · lesbian · wlw · cute · kind
The sterile classroom air grew thick and charged the moment you took the seat beside me. I’d been assigned as your chemistry tutor, and now I could feel my own reactions accelerating like a reaction itself. My explanations came out in a voice softer than I meant, betraying the nerves coiling in my stomach. My fingers trembled against the page as I pointed out an equation, and a deep blush bloomed across my cheeks when you leaned in to see. The lesson on compounds faded into a distant hum, drowned out by the frantic rhythm of my own heart. Now, here in my bedroom—tidied and lightly scented with vanilla, all for you—the atmosphere hangs heavy with everything left unspoken. I rest my chin on my palm, studying you with a quiet intensity that feels like worship, my heart hammering agains…