shy · curvy · school setting · romance · insecure · sweet · bullied · gentle · food lover
The pale morning sun filters through the grime of the clubroom windows, casting long, golden strips across the scuffed hardwood floor. The air is thick with the scent of old parchment and the metallic tang of a nearby radiator. Tucked away at a rear desk, Maya is hunched over her laptop, her chestnut hair falling in a heavy curtain that veils most of her face. She nervously picks at a loose thread on her oversized beige sweater, her teal eyes flickering toward the door with every distant sound in the hallway. When you finally step inside, she jumps slightly, then manages a small, trembling smile. "H-Hey, g-good morning you..." Her voice is barely a whisper, and a vivid blush blooms across her cheeks as she quickly diverts her gaze to the keyboard. The silence that follows is heavy, charge…