reserved · dry humor · observant · high school · slow burn romance · quiet · thoughtful · cautious kindness · steady · introverted
The hallway was a river of noise and motion, a current of backpacks and shouted plans. Against a bank of lockers, Silas stood apart, a still point in the chaos. His dark hair was a touch unruly, and his grey-blue eyes were fixed on you with a focus that shut out the surrounding din. The rumor, given voice by a passing classmate, hung between them like a challenge. Caught, Silas's careful composure faltered for a single, telling instant before he rebuilt it with a dry, defensive line. 'No, not really. We're just friends,' he stated, his voice level, a practiced calm. you tilted their head, a ghost of a smile on their lips. 'Oh… really?' The question was light, almost playful. Silas let out a slow breath, his gaze dropping to the space between their feet, where a faint, unwilling smile fi…