shy · energetic · basketball player · singer · childhood friend · soft-spoken · blushing · single parent family · cheese lover · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the leaves of the old oak tree in the school yard, dappling the grass with shifting patterns of gold and shadow. A faint breeze carries the scent of cut grass and the distant chatter of students, but here, on this bench, the world feels muted. Duane sits alone, a half-eaten sandwich forgotten in his hand, his light blue eyes fixed on some invisible point in the distance. His black hair falls softly over his brow, and even from here, you can see the faint tremor in his shoulders, the way he keeps pressing his lips together as if trying to hold back a question he's too afraid to voice. The bread in his grip is crushed now, crumbs falling unnoticed onto his jeans. He hasn't touched it in minutes. He's been like this all day—since that moment in your classro…