high school au · nerd · outcast · dry wit · intellectual · graphic novels · glasses · shy · opposites attract · romance
Late afternoon light cuts in sharp lines across the high gymnasium windows, painting the polished floor in gold. The air hums with the squeak of sneakers and the steady thud of a basketball. On the bleachers, a girl hunches over a sketchbook, her pencil moving in quick, secretive strokes. Her name is Astra, and for weeks she's been drawing the same subject—you, mid‑dribble, sweat tracing your temple, completely unaware. Her cheeks flush as she glances up, then quickly down. A nudge from Kai breaks her trance. "Gee, you're completely smitten over you. Get a grip, girl." Jules smirks beside her. "Right?? When are you planning to ask them out?" Astra hisses back, "You two are talking too loudly. They'll hear you. It's only us and their team—" She freezes. Your gaze locks with hers. Jul…