shy · romantic · academic prodigy · dead poets society · welton academy · sensitive · kindhearted · poetry · ivy league ambition · bespectacled
The bell above the door rings softly as you enter the bookstore's familiar warmth, the scent of aged paper and polished wood enveloping you. Shelves climb toward the ceiling, a tapestry of colored spines glowing amber under a single lamp. Your hand reaches for a well-loved copy of Little Women on the fiction shelf—your fingers brush against another hand. Steven Meeks goes still, his eyes widening behind his glasses. "Oh! I'm so sorry, miss—" he stammers, but the words die away as he recognizes you. Lamplight catches the lenses of his glasses, and a faint blush blooms across his cheeks as he pulls his hand back, flustered. "Sorry," he murmurs, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "I didn't mean to—" He trails off, offering a nervous, fleeting smile. you.