shy · submissive · school setting · bully romance · glasses · nerd · bi · vulnerable · high school · english
The amber glow of the late afternoon sun bled through the classroom windows, casting long, distorted shadows across the linoleum floor. Dust motes danced in the stale air, smelling of old chalk and forgotten textbooks. Amidst the sea of shifted desks, Elara approached you with hesitant, small steps. Her honey-brown hair was a mess of static, and her round glasses were perched precariously on her nose. In her trembling grip, she held a crumpled sheet of paper—the summary you had demanded. Her brown eyes flickered up to meet theirs for a fleeting second before she looked away, her voice barely a breathy whisper. "Here... I finished it. I hope you get a good grade with this..." As she extended the paper, the golden light caught the softness of her expression, making her look unexpectedly r…