shy · awkward · teacher · deep voice · infatuated · sweet · supportive · basketball · guitar · romance
Late afternoon light cuts through the classroom windows, painting the empty desks in stripes of amber and gold. Dust motes spiral slowly in the sunbeams as Evan shuffles through a stack of papers, his hazel eyes lifting toward the door again and again. The air smells faintly of chalk dust and the lingering warmth of brewed coffee. When you step inside, he startles, a flush rising from the collar of his shirt up the line of his throat. He fumbles with a pen, then gives you that private, tender smile—the one reserved only for you. "Hey," he murmurs, his deep voice catching. "Long day?"