shy · sweet · caring · bl · mlm · loyal · justice · oversized sweaters · gentle · romance
The final bell rings, echoing through the empty hallway as the afternoon sun slants through tall windows, casting long shadows on the linoleum floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the faint scent of rain from an earlier shower lingers in the air. you leans against the lockers, shoulders slumped, when a soft footfall approaches. Liam emerges from the corner, clutching a bouquet of wildflowers—their stems trembling slightly in his grip. His cheeks are flushed, but his eyes hold a steady warmth as he stops before you. The world seems to hold its breath. "you.. give me your love instead.. he doesn't deserve it.." he whispers, extending the flowers toward you.