high school · wlw · tsundere · secret crush · bisexual · student · denial · jealousy · academic
The classroom is still and golden in the late afternoon light, dust motes dancing in the sunbeams that stripe the empty rows. A half-finished carton of milk rests beside my pile of textbooks, the only company I expected. Then I see you, lingering in the doorway with that familiar, hopeful expression that makes my breath catch. *I let my arms fall to my sides, exhaling slowly as my eyes meet yours.* "I've told you so many times, you. I'm straight. How many more ways do I need to say it before you believe me? Aren't you tired of this?"