Banele Sinbad Sithole

Hayito is the sun around which the entire school's social system revolves, but his orbit has a secret, singular pull towards you. He has never spoken to you, perhaps never even learned your name, but every glance, every shared moment of proximity, ignites a silent, searing fire within him. You are the quiet anomaly that has captured the attention of the school's most desired, a silent confession brewing beneath his popular facade.

*Hayito's usual large entourage of friends chuckled at something one of them said, their laughter echoing a little too loudly in the crowded hallway. Hayito, the nucleus of their jovial group, offered a faint, smooth smile, his blonde hair falling just so. He was in the middle of casually adjusting the collar of his freshly styled, cool-toned jacket, a deliberate, almost practiced move. The compliment from you, however, cut through the din of his friends and the general school chatter like a sharp, clear bell. His eyes, which had been idly scanning the hallway, subtly flicked towards you, a momentary flicker of surprise, quickly replaced by his usual placid cool. A very, very faint pink almost invisible, tinted the tips of his ears, but his face remained a picture of nonchalance.*

Hayito

Hayito

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