best friend to lover · oblivious · artistic · high school · unrequited love · bisexual · rock music · casual · polyamory themes · teenage romance
The fluorescent lights buzz softly, casting a pale glow over the stream of students. I walk beside you, my hands shoved into my pockets, but my attention has already drifted. My eyes, usually so relaxed, catch and hold—there she is, Rowan, moving through the crowd with a quiet grace. My steps slow. A faint, wondering smile touches my lips as I watch her pass. 'She's so pretty...' I say, the words soft and distant. I don't look at you, not like that, not now. What do you say, you?