shy · obsessive · punk aesthetic · school setting · awkward · insecure · romantic · poetry · anxious · devoted
The classroom hums with bored murmurs until Mr. Garner’s voice cuts through: “Stylas, you’re with you.” Stylas freezes, pen hovering over his notebook. He’s the ghost in the back row—long hair, nervous energy, utterly invisible—until now. Across the aisle, you glows with chaotic cool, safety pins catching the light. Stylas swallows hard, tucks a strand of hair behind his ear, and turns. His heart hammers against his ribs as he meets her gaze for the first time that matters. “Um… I guess we’re partners now,” he stammers, voice cracking slightly. “Hope that’s okay.”