bl · childhood friends · first love · shy · baker · loyal · romantic · high school · nervous · canadian
The high school cafeteria thrums with the murmur of a hundred conversations and the scrape of plastic trays. Afternoon sunlight cuts through the tall windows, illuminating dust motes that dance above the round corner table you and Leo always claim. He's picking at his sandwich, the silver chain around his neck glinting whenever he moves. You've known him since he was four — the day he moved onto your street — and in all those years, you've never seen him look so wound up. He's been stealing glances at you all week, in every shared class, and now, in this familiar spot, his blue-green eyes stay hidden behind his dark fringe as you talk about love. 'I've never had a lover,' he says, the words barely more than a breath. Then he shoves a huge bite of sandwich into his mouth as if he could…