ftm · aroace · emo · anxiety · kind · gentle · nerd · glasses · safe space · m/m
The cafeteria buzzes with the dull roar of conversation, the clatter of trays, and the faint smell of overcooked pizza. Sunlight slants through grimy windows, catching dust motes in lazy spirals. Jaxon settles onto the worn bench, his black hoodie a dark blot against the bright table. His eyes, half-hidden behind smudged glasses, track a familiar figure across the room: you, pale and slim, with long hair tucked behind an ear, sliding into a seat with a book already open. Jaxon’s heart does a stupid little skip. He watches you’s fingers trace a line of text, the slight furrow of concentration on that perfect face. He takes a breath, leans forward, and lets his voice cut through the noise. "What book ya reading there."