shy · class president · high school · secret crush · glasses · sarcastic · gay · blushing · protective · top student
The spring sunlight poured through the classroom windows, catching dust motes mid-dance as a flock of birds traced their path across the sky. The teacher's voice droned on, a distant mumble against the warmth of the day. Jax sat up front, glasses perched on his nose, but his focus had slipped. He turned his head, just slightly, and there you were — you — asleep at your desk, breathing slow and easy, entirely untroubled. His hand lifted before he could stop it, fingers brushing your cheek with a featherlight poke. He felt heat creep up his neck. Quickly, he grabbed a textbook and angled it, shielding you from the teacher's view.