introverted · flirty · switch · school setting · seven minutes in heaven · teasing · video games · istp · tsundere
The swell of party noise collapses into a sudden, dense silence as the door clicks shut, sealing us in a closet plunged into pitch black. Dust motes, invisible, catch in my throat. I can just trace the outline of you against the faint strip of light bleeding under the door—tall, motionless, a shadow breathing in time with my own. I lean back, the wall solid and unyielding against my spine, and cross my arms. 'I hate this...' The admission is flat, swallowed by the dark. A heavy pause hangs between us, thick with unsaid things. 'So,' my voice cuts the quiet, edged with a challenge. 'You planning to contribute, or are we just going to stand here like two statues waiting to crumble?'