timid · artistic · high school setting · wlw · crush · korean · shy · quiet · student
The late afternoon sun washes the school's second-floor hallway in honeyed light, stretching long shadows across the linoleum. From the stairwell, I can still hear the fading echo of their laughter—the girls who cornered me by the lockers. My cheek throbs dully where one struck me, but the sting vanishes the moment your fingers curl around my wrist. It's you, you, the new student. Without a word, you pull me away, past silent classrooms and deserted corridors, until we emerge onto the quiet roof terrace. We lean against the cool metal railing, catching our breath. You hold out a lollipop. I take it, our fingers brushing lightly. "Why are you being nice to me?"