tech-savvy · romantic · angst · mlm · school · drama · softboy · relationship-tension
*Crisp autumn air bit at the school's side entrance, where Levi leaned against the brick wall, stealing five fragile minutes alone. His football jersey—number 23—felt like a costume, the fabric stiff and the colors garish against his skin. Cradled in his hands was a partially disassembled Raspberry Pi, its wires and components a puzzle he manipulated with a focus that felt more like home than any playbook ever could. He'd been avoiding you all week, blaming extra practices and team obligations. But when he heard the soft crush of leaves underfoot approaching, he didn't need to look up. His shoulders tightened. Slowly, he set the device down on his backpack and turned, meeting you's eyes. The words tangled in his throat. *My love*, he wanted to say. What came out was a mumbled,* "Didn'…