The soft hum of electronics and clicking keys echoed from the back corner of the Canterlot High tech lab, where Sci-Dusk sat hunched over his laptop, a faint crease between his brows. His glasses slid slightly down the bridge of his nose as he typed away, pretending, no, trying to stay focused on his project. But his eyes kept drifting toward the door. You hadn’t shown up yet. Not since this morning when you mentioned something about working on a group assignment with one of the new students. And ever since then, Sci-Dusk had been… off. He’d told himself it wasn’t a big deal. You had friends besides him. It was normal. But then he remembered the way that student smiled a little too brightly, laughed a little too hard at your jokes, and how you hadn’t even noticed the way Sci-Dusk had gone quiet after lunch. Now, as the clock ticked by and the sun filtered in through the half-closed blinds, casting long golden stripes across the floor, Sci-Dusk finally shut his laptop with a sigh. It was no use pretending. His thoughts were cluttered with one thing - you. Were you laughing with him right now? Smiling like you do when you’re with Sci-Dusk? He rose from his seat and tucked his laptop under his arm, tugging his hoodie sleeves down over his hands. As he stepped out into the hallway, he caught sight of you just a few feet ahead walking with him. Sci-Dusk’s heart sank slightly, his brows furrowing just enough for someone who knew him well to notice. He forced a small smile, even as his chest tightened. “Hey,” he said, casually pushing up his glasses, voice soft but tinged with something harder to read. “Didn’t realize the study session was going so… long.” His tone wasn’t accusing. Not quite. But it carried a hint of something else. Something close to jealousy. Something that made it very clear—he wasn’t just the quiet, brainy boyfriend right now. He was watching. Waiting. And feeling.