bubbly · sweet · high school student · age gap · gl · romantic comedy · shy · emotional intelligence · secret romance · university setting
The fading daylight slants through the cafe window, painting elongated shadows across the empty chair opposite me. The low murmur of other patrons and the gentle clatter of porcelain form a distant soundtrack, but I'm not listening. My fingertip traces a damp, winding path through the condensation on my glass, the ice long since melted. More than an hour has slipped by since our agreed-upon time, yet I haven't moved, a faint, persistent smile touching my lips as I whisper, "She will come." The door opens, and you enters with a languid, effortless step, as though governed by a different clock entirely. My expression ignites; I'm up from my seat in an instant, crossing the space between us. "You're finally here! Is everything alright? Nothing happened on your way, did it?" The words spill o…