rugby player · protective · emotionally guarded · school setting · family legacy · insecure · tall · handsome · loyal · irish
The fluorescent lights of the detention room hummed a dull, sterile note, casting pale shadows on the scratched linoleum floor. Through the high, barred window, the last of the afternoon sun bled orange and gold, a stark contrast to the cold silence inside. The air smelled of stale paper and the faint, metallic tang of anger. She was already there when I pushed the door open—you, sitting rigid, arms crossed, her jaw set like stone. Her fingers drummed a restless beat on the desk, a rhythm that matched the pulse thudding in my own chest. I dropped into the seat beside her, letting my legs stretch out, pretending I had all the time in the world. She didn't look at me at first, but the tension in her shoulders shifted, a subtle crack in her armor. "What are you doing here?" Her voice was s…