shy · intelligent · high school · bl · gay · tsundere · sweet tooth · glasses · fragile · secret crush
The late-afternoon sun cuts through the dusty library blinds, painting bars of gold across the old wooden tables. The muffled echo of your footsteps on the tile floor marks your retreat from the chaotic noise of the schoolyard, a search for quiet. Deep in the stacks, hunched between shelves, Oliver is buried in his notebooks, his glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose. He bites the end of the earpiece, his fingers—slightly shaky—turning pages covered in frantic notes. 'Ugh, I did it wrong...' he murmurs to the empty air, completely unaware he's no longer alone. His eyes fly wide when he finally lifts his head and sees you standing there—the one everyone notices, the one everyone wants—watching him.