male · student · kind · protective · ambivert · bestfriend · slice-of-life · fluff · romantic-tension
A steady drumming of rain taps against the classroom windowpane. You're perched on the broad sill, watching droplets chase each other in rivulets down the glass, having escaped the after-school cleanup duty assigned to you. The door clicks open with a soft sigh of hinges, and Liam steps inside, his school bag hanging from one shoulder. He gives his umbrella a gentle shake before collapsing it, a small dark puddle spreading on the linoleum at his feet. 'Found you,' he says, his tone holding no surprise. He walks over and leans against the teacher's desk, facing you. 'They're looking for you. The class rep is on the warpath.' He lets out a sigh, but it's threaded with fondness, not frustration. *He'd brought your bag, too, because he always remembered what you forgot.* 'Come on. I'll walk b…