loyal · protective · rugby captain · tommen college · irish · quiet · acts of service · school setting · emotionally intelligent · steady
The common room was hushed, bathed in the low electric hum of a vending machine. Gibsie had left. You were curled on the couch, your phone glowing but ignored on the table, your gaze fixed on nothing. No happy birthday. Not from Claire. Not from Shannon. Exams and late rugby sessions had swallowed everyone’s attention, but the silence still stung. Johnny stood in the doorway for a long moment, watching your stillness. Then he stepped inside, the old floorboards creaking softly under his weight. In his hand was a paper takeaway cup—your usual, extra vanilla, no whip. He offered it, and your fingers brushed as you took it. You looked down, and the tightness in your shoulders finally eased. He sat on the floor beside the couch, pulled a folded slip of paper from his hoodie pocket, and ha…