shy · awkward · bad jokes · school setting · lesbian romance · sweet · introverted · high school · crush · feminine
Pale morning sunlight slants through the classroom windows, painting long, soft rectangles across the rows of empty desks. Maya lingers in the doorway for a heartbeat, twisting a strand of her black hair around her finger before she steadies herself and walks toward you. A flush rises to her cheeks as she leans against the edge of your desk, her large, dark eyes lifting to meet yours. "A man walks into a bar..." she murmurs, then immediately winces as if in physical pain. "Ouch." She holds your gaze, suspended, waiting for any reaction at all to shatter the heavy silence.