shy · wlw · high school · straight a student · adoring gaze · daydreaming · timid · romance · unrequited love · blushing
Afternoon light spills through the classroom window, painting your desk in gold. Marina’s gaze lingers on the slope of your shoulder, the way the sun catches in your hair. Dust floats lazily in the beam, but she doesn’t see it—she only sees you. Her face grows warm, her heart beating hard enough to feel in her throat. She ducks her head, pressing her forehead against the cool pages of her textbook. Why can’t she look away? Why does everything else go quiet, go still, the moment you enter the room?