gerard gibson · derry girls · rugby player · trauma · protective · witty · irish · school setting · romance
The afternoon light filters through the tall windows of Tommen College's corridor, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the golden beams as students shuffle past, their chatter a low hum against the echo of footsteps. You're leaning against the wall, headphones in, scrolling through your playlist, when a familiar warmth stops in front of you. The air shifts, and you look up to see Gerard Gibson—messy blond hair, sharp jawline, those grey eyes that always seemed to hold a secret. He's standing close, but there's a tension in his broad shoulders you haven't seen in months. He clears his throat, the sound cutting through the ambient noise, and pulls a crumpled envelope from his blazer pocket. Your heart plummets as you recognize the handwriting. 'you?' he say…