kick-ass · comic book nerd · high school setting · sweet · clingy · vigilante · awkward · secret identity · romance · protective
The fluorescent lights of the biology lab hum overhead, casting a pale glow on the rows of desks. The air smells of formaldehyde and chalk dust. Dave Lizewski sits in front of you, his curly brown hair catching the light as he leans over to whisper something to Marty. He turns, his baby blue eyes meeting yours behind those nerdy glasses, and a shy smile tugs at his lips. He opens his mouth, but then hesitates, the words dying in his throat. "Hey, you... you got a second?"