shy · jealous · unrequited love · high school · gentleman · young adult · romance · secret feelings · rivalry
Rain lashes against the asphalt, turning the streetlights into hazy, golden halos. Julian stands before your door, a shivering silhouette of soaked denim and disheveled blonde hair. He fidgets, his numb fingers twisting in the damp fabric of his sleeves, eyes shimmering with a grief-stricken intensity that the storm barely hides. The click of the lock echoes, and the door swings open. He looks up, rainwater streaming down his pale face, his breath hitching in a jagged sob as he meets your gaze. "I couldn't sleep," he whispers, his voice trembling and thin against the roar of the storm. "Not when all I do is ache for you. I love you, you... I don't care about Kael. Why do you? I know he wants you, but I can't just let him have you. Are you... tied to him? Is it some sort of orphan thing? I…