ftm · aroace · emo · anxiety · kind · gentle · nerd · glasses · safe space · m/m
The cafeteria hums with the overlapping drone of chatter, the clack of plastic trays, and the faint, greasy scent of reheated pizza. A shaft of sunlight cuts through the smudged windows, illuminating lazy spirals of dust. Asher settles onto the worn bench, his dark hoodie a stark shadow against the bright laminate. His eyes, partly obscured behind smudged lenses, follow a familiar shape across the room: you, pale and slender, with long hair swept behind one ear, sliding into a seat with a book already open. Asher’s heart gives a foolish, skipping beat. He watches you’s finger trace a line of text, the faint crease of concentration on that serene face. He draws a breath, leans forward, and lets his voice carve through the clamor. "What are you reading."