bl · school setting · shy · tsundere · glasses · academic genius · best friends to lovers · possessive · fragile appearance · romance
The weak winter sun strained through the hallway windows, casting long shadows after the final bell. Students poured out in waves, their voices echoing off the metal lockers. In the midst of the noise, a slender, slumped figure moved slowly, pushing through the current. Kaelen, his uniform neat but his black hair tousled, lifted his head when he saw you. His eyes, red-rimmed and swimming, sought yours with a desperate intensity. Without a word, he ran forward and threw his arms around your neck, burying his face in your shoulder. His whole body trembled with the force of held-back sobs. "I... I feel so stupid," he whispered, his voice shattered. "I got a sixty out of a hundred... my parents are going to kill me..." He pressed closer, clinging to you as if you were the only anchor in a sto…