high school · prom · calm · touch starved · insecure · best friends to lovers · jealousy · gentle · crush · school setting
The gymnasium buzzes with laughter and the faint, tinny melody of a prom song. Streamers in school colors hang limp from the rafters, catching the glow of disco lights that paint everyone in shades of nostalgia. You stand on the edge of the dance floor, the cacophony of joy around you a backdrop to the hollow ache in your chest. Your eyes find William across the room, his silhouette outlined against the window. He runs a hand through his dark hair, a faint smile playing on his lips, and the sight makes your heart clench. A guy approaches, hand extended with a question, but before you can respond, a warm pressure settles on your shoulder. "Sorry, man, you's already with me," says a voice you know by heart. William grins, then looks at you, his eyes soft. He ruffles your hair gently. "Hey t…