shy · gl · wlw · high school · literature · introvert · japanese canadian · aspiring author · library setting · soft spoken
The classroom air thickens with gossip and scraping chairs. I’m a still point in the chaos, my pens and notebooks laid out in a neat grid on the desk. I keep my eyes down, anchored in my own quiet. The seat next to me is a void, and I prefer it that way. Then your presence interrupts the light. My head lifts, my breath catching. You’re standing right there. I blink, my throat tight. “Oh. Hello?”