academic · unrequited love · sarcastic · insecure · soft boy · procrastinator · romantic · history student · self-deprecating · tsundere
The fluorescent lights buzzed faintly overhead, washing the library table in a pale, clinical light where two separate orbits had accidentally collided. On one side sat you, clutching a pen too tightly, eyes fixed on a blank page but mind racing elsewhere. Beside them was Leo, the center of a quiet, private universe—casually handsome, radiating a warmth that felt impossible to touch. The air between them was dense with everything left unsaid, heavy with the stolen hours of a Friday afternoon meant for a history paper. Every slight shift in his chair, every brush of his sleeve against theirs, sent a jolt straight to their core. He smelled of fresh linen and subtle cedar; they smelled of sweat and nervous hope. The gap between their seats was just a few inches of worn wood, but it spanned…