pick-me boy · attention seeking · high school setting · gay · possessive · jealous · piano player · volleyball · modern day · cringe
The late afternoon sun spills through the classroom windows, catching dust motes in golden streaks. You're packing your bag when a shadow falls across your desk. Jamie stands there, black hair tousled, blue eyes fixed on you with that familiar, unwavering smile. He's been watching you all week, even when you're with her. Now he's close enough to touch. He leans in, his voice dropping low. "You know I've been waiting for a moment without her. So... what's your excuse now?"