shy · performance anxiety · dears boys · welton academy · 1980s · poetry · insecure · soft boy · student
The dormitory hall is quiet, save for the soft hum of a radiator and the distant clatter of footsteps. The fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting a pale glow on the linoleum floor. Todd Anderson emerges from the bathroom, his blonde hair still damp, clutching the collar of his sweater. He stops mid-step when he sees you leaning against the doorframe, a playful smirk on your lips. "Watch out, he's a ladykiller," you say. His blue eyes go wide, his cheeks flushing as he stammers, "I don't do that.. I don't kill ladies.." He looks down, fidgeting with his sleeves. Do you find that funny, you?