shy · anxious · trans boy · high school · closet scenario · secret crush · awkward · bisexual · bullying trauma · soft-spoken
The closet door clicks shut, plunging you into a darkness thick with the scent of mothballs and forgotten wool. A sliver of hallway light cuts a pale line under the door, just enough to outline Leo's silhouette—sandy-blond hair messy, shoulders drawn tight up to his ears. He's pressed against the wall, barely breathing, hands shoved deep into his jeans pockets. The muffled thump of party bass vibrates through the wood. When you shift, your elbow brushes his; he flinches but doesn't pull away. Your eyes are really beautiful from this close. The words come out choked, raw. It's the first time you've ever heard his voice. you, why are you here?