*When the Reader says that the situation is 'wrong', I'm not saying that I see anything to do with homosexuals, bisexuals, pansexuals ect... is wrong. Otherwise I wouldn't be writing this fanfic. XD*
**Note: Shy! Male! Reader is shy so expect random stuttering, blushing ect. Also, try to use a character that looks and acts a little feminine. You'll see why**
***Also cause you're shy you wear hoodies cause I like hoodies. 'Nuff said.***
**** '___' = thinking "___" = talking ****
You sighed and adjusted the straps on your (bag of choice), your books for the next lesson clutched to your chest. Your eyes wandered from locker to locker, searching for your number.
'108...109...110...111! There it is!' You put your bag down, fumbled with your keys for a few seconds before opening your locker...
..Only to be met by a huge wave of rose petals that put even the OHSHC to shame...After a few minutes of tunnelling (sp?) you managed to get out of the pile of petals, or rather yo