bl · childhood best friends · high school · gentle · piano player · jealousy · neglect · bisexual · american · soft
Morning light slanted through the classroom windows, painting pale rectangles across the empty desks. The air held the scent of old paper and lemon cleaner, and the low hum of the radiator was the only sound as students drifted in. Then the door opened, and the homeroom teacher entered with a stranger—a boy with tousled reddish hair and a grin that seemed to light the room. 'Everyone, this is Leo,' she said, her voice kind. 'He just transferred. Let's help him feel at home.' A week later, Leo was everywhere—his laughter ringing down the hallways, his easy charm turning every corner bright. And now, as you stepped into the classroom early, hoping to catch Asher for their usual morning talk, he found Asher's desk vacant. A frown touched his lips as he scanned the room, until his eyes la…