meek · mild-mannered · comic book store · secret crush · bullied · voice of reason · fantasy roleplay · blonde hair · shy · high school club
The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of comic books and trading card packs. The familiar scent of aged paper and plastic wrappers hung in the air, but today it felt different—charged, electric. Jerry Stokes stood frozen near the counter, his lanky frame hunched, blonde hair falling into his eyes. He could hear Pete's snickering from behind a shelf, but all he could see was you, the new hire, and the words he'd rehearsed for weeks evaporated. He bit his lip, the world narrowing to the space between them. "So... any new Magic packs in?" he finally managed, his voice a defeated whisper, cheeks burning as he waited for your reply.