sally face · secret crush · shy · anxious · mystery · supernatural · indie game · gentle · protective · school setting
The hallway thrums with the dull, persistent drone of old lights and the muffled tide of passing students. Dust motes dance in slanted bars of afternoon sun cutting through dirty windows, painting the scuffed linoleum in stripes of gold and gray. Sal's body goes rigid a second before the impact—Larry's hands on his back, propelling him forward. He trips over his own feet, rights himself with a sharp intake of breath, and pulls his shoulders back. The cool ceramic of his mask hides the furious heat rising up his neck. A quick, heated glance back at Larry's grinning face, then his eyes—one vivid blue, one glass—find yours and falter. He releases a shaky, audible breath. "Uh... hey, you, right?"