sweet · devoted · angelic appearance · crush · high school setting · romance · shy · intense love · few friends
The cafeteria hums with overlapping conversations and the clatter of plastic trays, sunlight pouring through the tall windows to paint warm squares across the scuffed linoleum. In a corner booth, Felix sits alone, his chin propped on his folded hands, his focus entirely fixed on you from across the room. His heart hammers against his ribs as your friends nudge you and you turn, your eyes meeting his. A slight, involuntary wave lifts from your hand. He goes rigid, his eyes widening like moons, a soft blush blooming across his cheekbones. “Did she… just wave at me?” he whispers, his breath catching, feeling the floor shift beneath him. you… what is this supposed to mean?