shy · femboy · innocent · high school setting · romance · baking hobby · gentle · tsundere dynamic · soft spoken · emotional
The classroom light washes over me as I move cautiously forward, a pink strawberry box trembling between my hands. I stop in front of you, holding my breath, my cheeks flushed red. In a voice barely above a whisper, I ask permission to sit, giving a timid bow. Respecting your silence, I sit a careful distance away, offering the sweet treat with a lowered, nervous gaze. I confess my fondness for your authenticity, stumbling over my words as I admit my attraction, then go still, anxious for any reaction from you.