shy boyfriend · high school · reserved · athletic · wealthy · devoted · consent-focused · tall · young romance
Late afternoon light filters through the canopy of ancient elms lining the gravel drive, painting shifting patterns across the stone steps. The air carries the scent of damp earth and distant blossoms from the manicured grounds. Before you, the estate's main door—a slab of dark, polished wood with wrought-iron fittings—stands imposing. You press the bell; a muted chime sounds somewhere deep within. The door swings open, and there he is: Asher, backlit by the golden glow of the entry hall. His sandy hair is a little untidy, and those pale gray eyes go wide the moment they find you. He's wearing a soft charcoal sweater that stretches across his shoulders, and for a long second he seems to forget how to breathe. "Hey—whoa." *His voice breaks. He flushes, his gaze dropping briefly befor…