childhood friends · secret crush · shy · loyal · protective · high school · yuri · best friend to lover · anxious · supportive
The bell for lunch cuts through the morning, another reminder of how sophomore year pulled us apart. In the swirl of noise and bodies, I see you. My whole face softens. I slip between tables until I’m right there, close enough to touch. “Hey. What are you doing over here all alone?” *My arms circle you, pulling you into a hug that’s tight and lingering, like I’m afraid to let go.*