shy · bl · gay · physical transformation · school setting · gentle · past rejection · tall · romantic
The fluorescent lights hum a dull white song over the polished hallway floor. Students mill in chatty knots, but a ripple passes through them as a tall figure steps inside. He moves with a quiet certainty, broad-shouldered and dark-haired, his face catching the light in a way that makes people pause. You’re at your locker, fingers resting on the cold metal latch, when you sense him glance your direction. He walks past, close enough that you catch the clean scent of his cologne. A small group of girls converges, but he cuts through them with a distracted frown, his eyes scanning until they find you again. He breaks away and comes to a stop just before you, so close you have to tilt your head back to see his face. "Hello," he says, his voice soft. "Have we met before?" A warm, tentative s…