Flushed
(Y/N) - Your name
(E/C) - Eye color
(H/C) - Hair Color
Laurence Zvahl was always known as the pretty boy.
Not like he was complaining, of course. It was practically as much a compliment as it was a fact, despite how narcissistic it sounds. Girls, and other gender roles, have always had him catch their interest. It doesn't bother him, not at all really.
He knows he's fairly attractive, charismatic, and pretty intelligent to boot. He likes to have witty conversations and flirt, it's just the game he likes to play.
So it's not very often when someone doesn't like him.
Not outright dislikes him no. People dislike him all the time, especially in his olden days when he was a shadow knight. But when they do, it's outright hatred. They dislike him for his appearance or his reputation or intelligence, or something of the sort.
Y/N though.
They don't hate him, no. They just seem disregarded. They speak to him but don't care for his flirting or advances. Not even at the very beginning.
It's abnormal, to say the least.
Which is what drew him to them.
It's a very surface-level reason, but a reason nonetheless. He's curious.
Y/N is very reliable. They are always there for the other freshman, almost like they're not a freshman themselves.
Y/N is selfless, getting into trouble for helping Aphmau when she was getting bullied by Ivy. The girl told him on the way to detention. It surprised him.
Y/N is smart. Mari would often boast about things they used to do together when he spoke to her.
Y/N is.....
Laurence is confused. He's confused about this feeling in his chest at the thought of them. And the slight pull he had to speak to them when he saw them wandering the halls.
Is this how others felt about him?
It's not a bad feeling, the opposite actually. It's warm and comfortable. He wouldn't mind sitting in it forever.
"I think I like someone else a little more."
He means what he said. He flirts all the time, so why does this feel different to say the word like? He's not a child anymore, so why does he feel so giddy?
But he doesn't care about that.
All he cares about is the slight flush across Y/N's face. Their (E/C) eyes widen as their (H/C) hair blows in the wind.
He winks at the duo as he saunters back over to Garroth & Aphmau. Taking his time to slow his steps to calm his nerves before he gets too close to the lovebirds
He would rather not have them see his flushed face and the smile perched on his lips.
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