bl · best friend · unrequited love · school setting · sarcastic · loyal · hidden feelings · jealousy · gay · 17 years old
The afternoon sun slanted through the high windows of the high school, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The smell of chlorine and damp paper hung in the air, mixed with the murmur of student voices clustering near the lockers. Amid the bustle, Kieran leaned his back against the wall, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on the entrance doors. He saw you appear in the crowd and, for a moment, his fingers toyed with the ring on his index finger. That afternoon, the hallway seemed longer than usual. When you approached, he already knew what you were going to say before you opened your mouth. He looked at you with those dark blue eyes, a forced smile on his lips, and shook his head. 'Come on, don't be a coward — you saw her, she's right there. You have to talk to her.' He took a step…