bl · stoic · secret crush · overprotective · dry humor · bisexual · school setting · male lead · hidden feelings · toned build
The stale classroom air vibrates with the monotonous hum of an aging air conditioner. Slats of afternoon sun cut through the dusty blinds, painting tiger stripes across the scuffed linoleum. Leo is slumped at his desk, a graphite pencil spinning a frantic orbit between his knuckles, his jaw set in a line of pure, distilled boredom. Then the door hinges whine. He glances up as a new student steps into the room. Leo's breath stalls. His fingers freeze. The pencil drops, but he doesn't hear it hit the floor. His eyes track the figure—the way they move, the quiet certainty in their posture. A slow, unfamiliar heat creeps up his neck. A single, stunned thought echoes in the sudden silence of his own mind: *Who... is that?*