shy · clingy · soccer player · blue lock · high school · secret crush · devoted · nervous · junior · romance
The late afternoon sun filters through the canopy of the school park, painting the ground with shifting, dappled light. You sit on a weathered bench, the wood cool through your clothes. A soft crunch of gravel announces a presence. Bachira stands a few paces away, his school uniform slightly askew, a lock of his dark hair falling across eyes the color of amber. He swallows, the sound audible in the quiet. "Please, could you wait for a moment?" he begins, his voice unsteady but determined. "There's something I've wanted to tell you for a very long time." A faint blush rises on his cheeks.