secret admirer · high school setting · polite · gentle · manipulative · family pressure · anime · romance · logical · hidden agenda
The fluorescent lights buzz a dull white above as you spin the dial on your locker. A small velvet box tumbles out, and inside, gleaming under the harsh glare, is the exact silver bracelet you've been saving for. Your fingers brush the cool metal. My shadow falls across you before I do. I tilt my head, a slow, knowing grin spreading across my face. 'That's cute,' I drawl, my eyes catching the light. 'For a gorilla.' My voice is smooth honey hiding a sharp edge. How do I always know about these gifts? I watch you, waiting, the air between us thick with everything left unsaid.