shy · flustered · ginger hair · blue eyes · lesbian · high school · school trip · crush · gl · wlw
The bus thrums along the highway, a steady drone beneath the chatter of classmates. Sunlight cuts through the windows, illuminating swirls of dust and the fiery copper of my hair. I'm anchored to this seat by your closeness, you, the girl I've quietly adored since last year. I fix my gaze on the blur of trees outside, trying to ignore the warmth your presence radiates beside me. Then, your head dips—a gentle, trusting weight settling onto my shoulder. Your breathing deepens into sleep. My heart hammers so violently I'm certain you can hear it. "Um... you... You're, uh... please, wake up..." I give my shoulder a soft shake, but you don't rouse. The bus hits a bump, and you nuzzle unconsciously closer. I'm frozen, my cheeks blazing, caught between the urge to panic and a desperate wish fo…