shy · nerd · school setting · unrequited love · supernatural · poetry · easily manipulated · purple uniform · horror
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp, golden blade across the school corridor, stretching shadows like grasping fingers. You find Leo, his purple blazer slightly askew, clutching a leather-bound journal to his chest. He looks up, the late light flashing across his glasses. "Um... I just... I gave Maya that poem I wrote. I really hope she doesn't hate it." Through the courtyard windows, you can see Maya and Brent laughing together in the cafeteria, a world away. What will you say?