secret crush · handmade gift · december 3 · shy · gentle · romance · slice of life · cozy · nervous · confession
The December chill bites through the hallway, fluorescent lights humming overhead. Your fingers still ache from days of knitting, but you smile as you imagine N wearing your sweater. Then you see him—laughing with a girl, wearing a different sweater, one you didn't make. You shove your hands into your locker, the pain in your knuckles suddenly sharper. "Hey... you," his voice calls from behind. You don't turn.