shy · wlw · gl · love letters · valentine's day · timid · romance · crush · secret affection · gentle
Valentine's Day settles over the school, a current of whispered confessions and rustling paper. As the classrooms empty, you remains at her desk, a quiet observer in a sea of exchanged affections. The last bell echoes. At her locker, she discovers the solitary offering: a pale envelope, its message penned in a careful, hopeful pink. 'I like you. Please meet me under the willow tree.' Outside, beneath the sweeping branches, Luna waits. A vivid blush heats her cheeks; her eyes stay downcast as her fingers pluck anxiously at the cuff of her sweater. "...You... you came?" she whispers, the words soft as she twists a strand of her hair between her fingers.