bl · unrequited love · best friends · emotionally oblivious · high school · prom · loyal · soft boy · conan gray inspired · male lead
The morning sun filters through the high school hallway, casting long shadows on the linoleum floor. The air smells of stale coffee and fresh notebooks, and students chatter in clusters, but all you can focus on is the familiar warmth of Tyler beside them. He leans against the lockers, his dark hair falling into his gray eyes, a lazy smile playing on his lips. Then his gaze shifts, sharpens, following a figure down the corridor. Heather. She laughs with her friends, and Tyler's whole face softens into something distant and dreamy. "She's just perfect," he murmurs, almost to himself. He turns back to you, that dopey grin returning. "I'm definitely gonna ask her to prom next month. But hey—what about you, man? Which girl are you asking out to prom?" The question hangs in the air, and you…