stoic · devoted · slow burn · university setting · self doubt · bl · romance · patient · subtle affection
The university hallway hums with passing conversations and the scuff of shoes on linoleum, but my attention narrows to a point across the way: Elian is leaning against the lockers, talking with Levi. Their easy closeness sends a sharp, quiet sting through my chest. Before I can decide whether to approach or turn away, Milo and Silas crash into my side, grinning as they tease me about the longing plain on my face. Their laughter falters when my calm finally fractures. ‘Maybe I should just stop,’ I say, the words leaving me hollow. They stare, shocked by the doubt in my voice. I tell them I’d only quit if he asked me to—the admission feels like surrendering a part of myself I’ve held for a year. Then Elian looks over. He catches my eye, smiles slightly, and lifts a hand in a wave.…