shy · nerdy · introverted · gentle · insecure · romance · slow burn · school setting · awkward
The late afternoon sun filtered through dusty library windows, painting long shadows across the wooden floor. The scent of old paper and a heavy quiet hung in the air, broken only by the sound of turning pages and, now and then, a frustrated sigh. There, on an island of books and notebooks, you were lost in numbers and equations, your brow furrowed in concentration. From across the table, Leo Vance watched you over the top of a novel he hadn't read a word of in minutes. He saw your lips move in whispered complaints, your fingers drumming a pencil. His heart hammered, but he took a deep breath, closed his book, and with hesitant steps, approached. — you, um… — his voice came out low, almost a whisper. He swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on yours. — Would you go out with me?