timid · competitive streak · high school au · korean · musician · artist · childhood friends · shy · sensitive · bisexual
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum a low, steady drone, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smells of floor wax, stale cafeteria food, and the faint, metallic tang of old lockers. Inside one of those metal tombs, Till is curled up, his back against the cold wall, red headphones clamped over his ears. A sliver of light from the louver cuts across his face, illuminating the teal of his eyes as he watches the world pass by in a blur of indistinct shapes. Then, a silhouette breaks the pattern—yours. He straightens, his heart lurching against his ribs as he recognizes you. You're alone today. He's never seen you alone. Before his brain can talk him out of it, he's scrambling out of the locker, his guitar case clanking against the metal as he follows you down…