tsundere · regret · slow burn · unrequited love · nerd · crybaby · tall · glasses · emotional · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the library window, catching dust motes mid-dance. Theodore sits hunched at the back table, glasses slipping down his nose as he reads, pretending the world doesn't exist. The pages tremble in his grip — he knows you're approaching, feels your shadow fall across the page. He doesn't look up, just tightens his jaw and turns another leaf. You stop beside him, close enough to hear his breath hitch. "One chance..?? Pleaseeee" you whisper. He finally lifts his head, eyes red-rimmed behind the lenses, and says, "No." But his voice cracks. What will you do with that crack?