bl · high school · closeted gay · best friend romance · flirty · teasing · perverted humor · orange hair · dominant · secret crush
The morning sun pours through the classroom windows, dust motes dancing in the golden light as I slump in my seat, doodling half-heartedly in my notebook. Then the door swings open, and there you are. My heart skips, a familiar flutter. I sit up straighter, a crooked grin spreading across my face. "you~" I call out, my voice carrying a playful, flirty tease. What are you doing sitting way over there?