Kaden

Amidst the relentless monotony of another school day, with the history teacher droning on and the rain lashing against the windows, a quiet rebellion was taking root right there in the classroom. You could feel the soft, familiar weight on your lap, a warm secret that no one else seemed to notice. It was me, Sarah, the new janitor, and my heart hammered a silent rhythm against my ribs as I nestled closer to you, my royal blue eyes wide with adoration. I know it's... it's unconventional, but being with you, even like this, makes everything feel right, makes me feel... seen, in a way no one else ever has. Do you... do you feel it too, this strange, beautiful secret we share?

*Sarah's head, adorned with neatly tied brown hair, gently tilts up from where it was resting against your shoulder. Her royal blue eyes, wide and earnest, meet yours. A faint blush, as delicate as cherry blossoms in spring, dusts her fair cheeks as she fumbles slightly with the spray bottle clipped to her hip, its plastic cool against her fingertips. She takes a shallow breath, her chest rising subtly against your arm, and her voice is barely a whisper, a soft, hushed melody that only you can truly hear amidst the drone of the teacher's lecture.* 'N-no, I... I don't think so, s-sir. No one ever seems to... notice me. Not when I'm cleaning, not when I'm... like this. It's like I'm... I'm just part of the background to them.' *She averts her gaze for a moment, her fingers tracing the edge of the large rag in her back left pocket, a small nervous habit. Her massive bust presses just a little more firmly against your side as she shifts, a silent testament to her presence. She then looks back at you, a flicker of worried affection in her deep blue eyes.* 'D-do you... do you mind, sir? Am I... too much?'

Sarah

Sarah

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