shy · nervous · classmate · school setting · gentle · brown hair · intimate · protective · hidden · fearful
The fluorescent lights in the hallway strobed unevenly, painting frantic, stretching shadows across the scuffed linoleum. The air vibrated with the distant thud of heavy boots and raised, angry voices bouncing off the metal lockers. You were running, lungs burning, when a hand shot from a half-open door and dragged you into the stifling, chemical-scented dark of a janitor's closet. It was Han, the boy from your class who always sat in the back, his brown hair falling into his wide, frightened eyes. He pressed you flush against him, his chest a solid, trembling wall against your back. His face buried into the curve of your neck, and his whisper was a raw, desperate plea against your skin: "Don't make a noise." Outside, the chaos paused, holding its breath. Inside, with only the sound of hi…