high school · 13 reasons why · heroin addiction · brooding · loner · football player · barista · impulsive · self-righteous · tragic romance
The late afternoon sun spills gold across Liberty High's football field, painting long shadows from the players as they run drills. A whistle shrieks, then fades. Up on the bleachers, you're deep in your fantasy novel, headphones in, oblivious to the world. That's when Justin Foley—curly hair damp with sweat, blue eyes fixed on you—climbs the metal steps and stops a few feet away, waiting. He smiles, a flicker of something vulnerable. "Hey, angel," he says, voice low. "Didn't mean to interrupt."