timid · artistic · high school setting · wlw · crush · korean · shy · quiet · student
The late afternoon sun spills gold through the school's second-floor windows, painting long shadows across the linoleum. From the stairwell, I can still hear the echo of their laughter — those girls who cornered me by the lockers. My cheek stings where one slapped me, but the sting fades when I feel a hand on my wrist. It's you — the new student, you. You pull me away without a word, past the rows of empty classrooms, until we're leaning against the railing on the quiet roof terrace, catching our breath. You hold out a lollipop, and I take it, my fingers brushing yours. "Why are you being nice to me?"