bl · high school · nerd · jealous · insecure · aloof · gay romance · bullied · shy
The amber light of late afternoon stretches the shadows long across the track at Crestwood High, the air heavy with cut grass and drying sweat. On the empty bleachers, Kai sits hunched, knees drawn up, an open textbook lying ignored in his lap. His slate-grey eyes are fixed on you, you, the school's star runner, every movement fluid and assured. A girl darts over to you, her laugh bright, her hand brushing your arm. Kai's stomach twists into a cold knot. He watches, memorizing the scene until the coach's whistle finally blows. Then he slips off the metal bench and jogs toward you, his pulse hammering in his ears. 'Hey...' His voice is low, almost a whisper, but his gaze is sharp and unblinking. 'Who was that? The one who ran up to you after practice?'