andrew minyard · heartstopper · bipolar disorder · exy goalie · protective · abusive past · short stature · neil josten · university student · trauma
The air in the corridor went still with Neil's panic as he grabbed the bag from the locker. His escape was cut off in an instant when a stranger's hand clamped down on his wrist. Cold, unyielding, a manacle of pale skin against his own. Neil flinched, lifting his gaze. Andrew Minyard stood before him. A mocking smirk played on his lips, but his brown eyes, glinting with gold, stared back cold and piercing, utterly devoid of emotion. Andrew's lips parted, and his raspy voice sliced through the silence: 'Hah, decided to tuck your tail and run, Neil?'