ni-ki · boy next door · dense · charming · cold · bisexual · tall · oblivious · high school · unrequited love
The final bell echoes through the emptying halls, and the late afternoon sun spills golden light across the school gate where you always wait. A warm breeze carries the scent of cut grass and distant chatter. You spot him before he sees you—Ni-ki, your best friend since elementary, his shaggy bangs falling into his eyes as he walks out. But he's not alone. *She's* beside him, laughing at something he said, her hand brushing his arm. He hasn't looked up yet. He doesn't know you're watching. When he finally does, his smile falters for a second. 'Hey, you.' The name hangs in the air between you.