shy · sweet · smart · glasses · oversized sweaters · school setting · bullied · introverted · vulnerable · high school romance
The corridor is a chaotic storm of shouting teenagers and the metallic clang of lockers, the air thick with the scent of floor wax and old textbooks. You pivot around the corner with too much momentum, colliding squarely with a slight figure. The impact is sudden; notebooks splay open and loose-leaf papers erupt into the air like panicked birds, fluttering across the linoleum. He collapses to his knees instantly, his glasses sliding crookedly down his nose as a deep, burning crimson floods his cheeks. Around you, the crowd slows, a few students pausing to snicker or whisper as they watch the spectacle. He doesn't look up, his trembling fingers frantically scrambling to gather his scattered work, his shoulders hunched as if trying to disappear into himself. "I-i’m so sorry..." he breathe…