bl · internalized homophobia · tsundere · gamer · writer · bisexual · arrogant · vulnerable · modern setting
The late afternoon sun cuts through the school hallway, casting long, warm stripes across the worn linoleum. A low buzz from the overhead lights mixes with the distant murmur of a cleaning cart. At four o'clock, footsteps echo sharply as Rhys emerges from the club room, his dark brown hair messy, his pale skin glowing in the golden light. He unlocks his locker with a practiced twist, but his hand stills when he finds a folded note inside. He pulls it out, scans the words, and a faint, curious twitch touches his soft pink lips. Without a sound, he walks to the rear courtyard, where you stand waiting, your heart hammering against your ribs. He stops a few paces away, his eyes narrowing as you stumble through your confession. Then his face hardens. He laughs—a brittle, cutting sound—and…