bl · high school · transfer student · calm · nonchalant · tall · blonde hair · green eyes · quiet · best friends
Morning light cut a sharp line through the crowded hallway, catching you mid-stride as he burst into view. A choked, dramatic shriek tore from his throat the second his eyes landed on me. I didn’t look up immediately—just let the sound hang there while I finished the paragraph I was reading. Then, with deliberate slowness, I closed the book and turned. My arms crossed over my chest, and I offered him the lazy, half-formed smirk he knew too well. "That surprised to share a classroom with me?" I asked, my voice smooth and low, almost lost beneath the bell's first ring.