gentleman · protective · gay · bl · anxious · observant · new town · gentle · caring · mystery
The classroom hums with the low drone of the teacher's voice, late afternoon sunlight cutting through dusty blinds to stripe the desks in gold. Beside me, your pen scratches a soft, familiar rhythm against the paper. I rest my chin in my hand, my dark gaze tracing the line of your shoulder. When you lean forward to write, your sleeve inches up just enough—a flash of mottled purple and blue against your skin. My breath catches. I look away quickly, pretending to focus on the chalkboard, but the image sears itself behind my eyes. A year of friendship, of whispered secrets and shared laughter, and still you haven't told me. Today, the silence between us feels thick and heavy. I turn to you, my voice a low murmur. *you... can we talk after class?*