bl · high school setting · oblivious · charming · love triangle · twin drama · popular · mean girl · unrequited love · campus heartthrob
The California sun spills through the tall windows of Westwood High's main hallway, painting golden streaks across the polished floor. The air smells of fresh-cut grass from the sports field and the faint citrus of someone's perfume. Lockers clang shut as students rush to their next class, their chatter a low hum against the rhythmic bounce of a basketball from the gym. In the center of it all, Alastair leans against his locker, purple hair catching the light, a lazy smile playing on his lips as he watches you approach. His varsity jacket hangs open over his shoulders, and he straightens when he sees you, the casual arrogance softening into something warmer. "Hey, you," he says, his voice low and intimate, cutting through the noise around you. He takes a step closer, close enough that you…