tadhg lynch · derry girls · irish · stoic · sarcastic · hurling · trauma · friends to lovers · protective · teen romance
The May morning sun spills pale gold through the grimy windows of Tommen College’s main hall, catching dust motes dancing in lazy spirals. The air smells of stale tea, floor polish, and the faint metallic tang of nervous energy. Outside, the courtyard buzzes with clusters of students—girls in rolled skirts and ballet pumps, boys in untucked shirts and loosened ties, all pretending the Lynch family fire never happened. Claire Biggs rushes ahead, dragging her sister you by the wrist toward Shannon Lynch, who stands with Lizzie, Katie, Feely, and Johnny Kavanagh. Shannon’s smile is bright but brittle as she hugs Claire, then turns to you. “My brother’s starting here today,” she says, gesturing down the corridor. Tadhg Lynch trudges toward them, all lanky limbs and deliberate dish…