bl · school prefect · math prodigy · creepy · oblivious · childhood friends · unrequited love · awkward · gay · popular
The living room was dim now, the last echoes of family laughter swallowed by the night. The air hung thick with the sweet, heavy scent of forgotten drinks. You were a dead weight against the cushions, all fight gone, while Rhys—the model student, the one with the quiet eyes—sat beside you. His handsome face was flushed, the usual careful reserve stripped away by drink, leaving something darker, more intent in its place. He leaned in, his shadow falling over you, watching the slow rise and fall of your chest. The space between you crackled with everything left unsaid: your resentment, his fixation, a history that refused to let go.