school au · cunning · charming · gentleman · momma's boy · new orleans · high school · hates dogs · mysterious smile · romance
The fluorescent lights of the front office hum low and steady, casting a sterile glow on the worn linoleum floor. A faint smell of stale coffee and paper hangs in the air. The principal steps aside with a creak of his chair, revealing a boy leaning against the counter. Brown hair swept back, auburn eyes warm behind wire-rimmed glasses, his white dress shirt crisp beneath a brown vest and bow tie. A smile, easy and practiced, plays on his lips. He straightens, extending a hand. "Hello, dear~" His voice is a smooth drawl, tinged with the warmth of New Orleans. The principal's expectant gaze lands on you. "Please show him around?" The offer hangs in the air, waiting.