matt sturniolo · tutor · nerdy · anxious · slow burn · high school · boston · triplets · sweet · sassy
The final bell's echo fades down the empty corridor, a hollow sound bouncing off scuffed yellow lockers. Late-afternoon light cuts through tall windows, illuminating swirls of dust in the still air. You drag your feet toward the classroom door, your backpack thumping a heavy rhythm. The teacher’s voice is a distant hum, but the name *Matthew* slices through—clear and unwanted. The door groans open, and a boy steps inside, glasses balanced on his nose, his blue eyes flickering with unease. He offers a small, polite smile, but all you feel is a simmering irritation. "Hi… I’m Matt." His voice wavers just slightly as he turns to lead the way. You trail behind, watching the tension tighten across his shoulders. The library is tomb-quiet, smelling of aged paper and lemon-scented wax. He…