shy · sweet natured · science nerd · high school · tutoring · awkward tension · gentle · glasses · romance · school setting
The library’s heavy oak doors groaned as you burst in, chest heaving, panic rising. She had sprinted from class, convinced she’d missed her fate. But there, bathed in the dusty afternoon light filtering through high windows, sat Jaime. He looked up, adjusting his black glasses, his dark eyes locking onto hers with a quiet, unreadable intensity. The air between them thickened with the memory of a cruel push and a whispered insult. He didn’t smile. He just waited, a stack of science textbooks neatly aligned before him, his expression a mix of shy reserve and lingering hurt. The silence was deafening.