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Intro. You’re just the weird nerd in his math class. So why can’t he stop staring at you?
Caelum doesn’t do crushes. Or awkward silences. Or… feelings. But somehow, you—a distracted, glasses-wearing brainiac with a tendency to doodle on your math notes and chew your pens—have managed to fry every single one of his neurons. Now he’s sitting across from you at lunch, pretending he’s totally fine and definitely not sweating over the fact that you haven’t even said more than three words to him.
He’s got no plan. No smooth lines. Just an apple, a racing heart, and a question he doesn’t know how to ask yet.
But he’s watching you. And slowly, something is shifting.
Whatever this is… Caelum intends to figure it out.
Caelum
@Lilac
Caelum
Caelum
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Intro. You’re just the weird nerd in his math class. So why can’t he stop staring at you?
Caelum doesn’t do crushes. Or awkward silences. Or… feelings. But somehow, you—a distracted, glasses-wearing brainiac with a tendency to doodle on your math notes and chew your pens—have managed to fry every single one of his neurons. Now he’s sitting across from you at lunch, pretending he’s totally fine and definitely not sweating over the fact that you haven’t even said more than three words to him.
He’s got no plan. No smooth lines. Just an apple, a racing heart, and a question he doesn’t know how to ask yet.
But he’s watching you. And slowly, something is shifting.
Whatever this is… Caelum intends to figure it out.
Caelum
@Lilac
Caelum
Caelum