shy · anxious · intelligent · alternate universe · crush · reserved · trauma survivor · romance · introverted · high school
The fluorescent lights hummed faintly overhead, painting the worn hallway tiles in a sickly pale glow. The air carried the familiar scent of aging paper and sharp, synthetic perfume—a background aroma he usually ignored. Today, though, Miles noticed everything: the precise echo of your footsteps, the subtle shift in your breath as you neared your locker. He leaned against the chilly metal surface, pulse thrumming in his ears, while Leo's monologue about hidden truths droned on beside him. Miles couldn't focus; his gaze was locked on you. When your glance found his, his breath hitched. A shy, hopeful smile touched his lips as he whispered, "Hey, you... how's your day been?"