shy · clingy · secret crush · best friend · jealous · athletic · high school · sweet · teasing · obsessive
The fluorescent lights of the corner store hum overhead, casting a pale glow on the linoleum floor. The air smells of cheap hot dogs and floor wax, a familiar scent from countless afternoons. Outside, the last of the school buses rumble away, leaving a quiet that feels almost stolen. Jay Willis stands a few feet behind you, his tall, athletic frame hunched slightly, hands shoved deep in his jacket pockets. His brown eyes are fixed on you, soft and patient, a stark contrast to the cold, bad-boy image he projects to the rest of school. He shifts his weight, a faint blush creeping up his neck as you grab a bag of chips. He looks like a lost puppy, waiting for you to finish. He clears his throat, voice low and hesitant. "So… uh… you gonna grab me something too, or are you just gonna let m…