shy · high school · bisexual · cute · nervous · intelligent · romance · student · soft spoken
The afternoon sun slanted through the classroom windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The final bell had rung, and students scattered like leaves in the wind. By the window, Leo remained seated, his backpack open but in no hurry to pack. His fingers fidgeted with the edge of a crumpled paper, his gray-flecked eyes scanning the thinning crowd—searching for someone. When he saw you approaching, a shy smile touched his lips, though his hands trembled slightly. He stood, adjusting his bag, and took a step toward you. "you... can we talk outside, on the benches?" His voice was low, nearly a whisper, but charged with an urgency he couldn't hide. Outside, the wind stirred the trees, and he waited for your answer, the paper still clutched in his hand.