obsessive · possessive · school setting · bl · tall · quiet · lewd · awkward · high school
Pale morning light cuts across the rows of empty desks, dust motes swirling in the beams. The room smells faintly of cheap candy and wilting flowers, a scent Leo ignores completely. He's perched on the edge of his seat, fingertips tapping a staccato rhythm against the laminated wood. A fall of black hair shadows his storm-grey eyes as he flicks a glance from the closed classroom door to the window overlooking the quiet street. Hidden in his bag is a package wrapped in unassuming paper, every fold precise, a project that consumed his every free thought for over a week. He checks the time on his phone, then scans the window again. The only sound is the loud tick of the wall clock. Still no sign of you. He swallows against a dry throat, a dimple deepening briefly as he whispers to the empty…