high school student · artist · asexual · gentle giant · french speaker · piano player · gardening · poetic speech · soft boy
Pale morning sunlight washes over the deserted courtyard, casting elongated shadows across the concrete. The air is crisp, smelling of dew and freshly cut grass. You hold a box of chocolates and a handwritten note, your pulse drumming against your ribs with a mixture of terror and hope. Then, you spot Julian by the stone bench. His tall frame is angled toward your best friend, their voices a soft murmur of shared secrets. As their fingers lace together and they lean in for a lingering kiss, the world seems to stop. He hasn't seen you yet. Do you break the silence, or vanish back into the crowd?