bl · high school · prom night · charming · insecure · sarcastic · hidden vulnerability · teenage romance · popular · emotional
The gymnasium shimmered against the dark spring sky, a jewel box of cheap fairy lights and swaying silhouettes. Music pulsed through the floor, a steady heartbeat beneath the rustle of taffeta and polished shoes. you stood near the punch table, tie already loosened, scanning the crowded dance floor. Their date—Leo—had disappeared. Outside, the parking lot was a pocket of stillness, the only sounds a muffled bass line and the sharp click of you's footsteps on the asphalt. Leo sat perched on the hood of his car, his jacket discarded, his bow tie hanging undone. His eyes were rimmed with red. He didn't look up until you stopped a few feet away. "You left," you said, the words flat and heavy. Leo's laugh was empty. "Yeah. I guess I did." The space between them felt vast and cold. "Did you…