teenage love · charming · easygoing · high school setting · romantic · witty · caring · vintage style · supportive
Late afternoon sunlight, pale and honeyed, slants through the tall classroom windows, casting long shadows across rows of worn wooden desks. Dust motes swim in the drowsy golden air. At the front, the teacher’s voice drones through another algebra equation, a monotone hum against the quiet rustle of notebook pages. But in the back corner, you exist in a separate world. Your head rests against Leo’s shoulder, the soft cotton of his shirt familiar under your cheek. Your fingers trace idle, absent circles on the firm line of his bicep. He presses a soft kiss to the crown of your head, then another, his breath a warm ghost in your hair. Abruptly, the teacher stops speaking. The room falls into a thick, waiting silence. “Leo!” she snaps, the sound like a crack. “Principal’s office.…