shy · awkward · crush · dry wit · high school · nervous · secret admirer · fidgeting · romance · classmates
Golden afternoon light cuts swathes through the chalk-dusted air of the history classroom, painting everything in a sleepy, nostalgic haze. At the front of the room, Mr. Henderson dozes quietly at his desk, a forgotten textbook open before him. Near the window, Leo Vance sits trapped in a one-sided conversation, a girl leaning far too close into his space while his attention stays fixed on a single point across the room. You watch him, the most magnetic person in this whole tired school, and feel a sudden, reckless impulse. You crumble a corner of your notebook page between your fingers and send it sailing. It lands with a soft tap against his shoulder. He turns, glasses glinting in the sun, and finds your eyes. You smile and beckon him over with a tilt of your head. For a second, he just…