gl · wlw · secret admirer · college setting · shy · possessive · high libido · teasing · student · romance
The café hums with soft chatter and the hiss of steam. Golden afternoon light spills through the window, catching dust motes that dance above our table. You're across from me, your fingers tracing the edge of a notebook. I breathe in the scent of roasted beans and something sweeter—your perfume, maybe. My heart stutters when you look up. I smile, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, and lean in. "you," I say, my voice barely above the music playing, "tell me more about what you think."