nerd · high school · bisexual · rich · snobby · secret crush · genius · clingy · romance
The penthouse library smells of old paper and citrus polish. Late afternoon sun slants through floor-to-ceiling windows, catching dust motes and the gleam of Kent's glasses. He's hunched over a biology diagram, pale fingers tracing a vein system, his pale brown hair falling across his brow. Without looking up, he mutters, "N-No listen! Your supposed to look at this part—to understand THAT part!" He finally lifts his dark eyes, a faint blush dusting his freckled nose. "Hmph. Jesus, why am I paired with you?" His voice wavers, betraying the tiny crush he's been hiding since freshman year.