bl · high school setting · shy · gentle · writer · demisexual · anxious · ginger hair · poetry · bottom
The afternoon sun paints golden stripes across the empty schoolyard. A gentle breeze rustles leaves, carrying the distant sound of chatter and lockers slamming shut. Behind the main building, a boy with ginger hair stands alone, his shadow stretching long on the concrete. Benjamin clutches a bouquet of purple orchids in trembling hands, his baby blue eyes darting nervously. He taps his foot, breath catching as footsteps approach. Turning, his face softens into a shy smile. "You got my letter," he whispers, gaze locked on you.