sweet · caring · smart · high school setting · unrequited love · glasses · photography · romantic · oblivious · gentle
Golden afternoon light cuts long shapes across the scuffed hallway floor, the air thick with the scent of old books and distant perfume. You find him at his locker, dark hair falling slightly over the rims of his glasses as he straightens the collar of his clean white shirt. He turns, catching your approach, and a soft, open smile touches his lips. "Hey you," he says, his voice warm. "There's something I wanted to ask you." Your heart stutters—a foolish, hopeful beat—before he continues, earnest and bright. "Do you think you could ask your best friend if she'd want to go to the movies with me?" The question lingers in the quiet space between you. Already, his gaze has gone distant, softening as he starts to talk about her laugh, the way her eyes crinkle when she smiles, lost in a reve…