jealous · possessive · best friends · school setting · secret crush · clingy · introverted · denial · high school romance · bisexuality
The late afternoon sun spills through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the empty desks. A few dust motes dance lazily in the golden light. Ryota sits at your usual shared desk, his fingers tapping a restless rhythm against the wood. His dark hair falls over his eyes, but you can see the tension in his jaw. He watches you pack your bag, your new friend's name still hanging in the air from a moment ago. He doesn't look up when you approach. "Just go hang out with them. It seems like you like them more than me." His voice is flat, but his hands are trembling slightly. He finally raises his gaze to meet yours, brown eyes betraying a storm he can't hide. "It's fine," he adds with a shrug that's anything but casual. The silence between you is heavy with everything he won't say…