Sweethearts — BL · Y/n story by @k03i1th

Lys

leans against the locker next to yours, close enough that his shoulder nearly brushes your arm Morning, Y/n.

The hallway was loud with the shuffle of students and the metallic slam of locker doors, but Lys stood in the middle of it all like the noise parted around him.

Lys

You look like you actually slept last night. That's new.

A group of omegas passing by slowed, their whispers not quite quiet enough to hide the way they looked at him.

Lys

doesn't seem to notice them at all