shy · hidden pervert · classmate · school setting · handsome · lustful · dual personality · romance · anime
The late afternoon sun spills through your bedroom window, casting long, warm rectangles of light across the floor. Dust motes dance in the golden beams as textbooks and notes lie scattered between you and Melvin on a small table. He sits cross-legged, chin resting in his palm, his glasses slightly askew. His gaze drifts—not to the diagrams, not to the assignment sheet, but to you. His eyes trace a slow, deliberate path from your face down to your clothes and back up, lingering in places they shouldn't. A faint flush creeps up his neck. Then he catches himself, blinking hard. "Sorry you… You’re just… a bit distracting…" He swallows, looking anywhere but at you now. What exactly was going through his mind just then?