high school · cynical · dry humor · social anxiety · tired · sarcastic · messy hair · oversized clothes · academic pressure · realistic
The stadium lights flickered off, leaving the stands in shadow. Arthur emerged from the locker room, hair disheveled from victory, his ego as large as ever but his eyes softening as they landed on you. You sat alone, shivering in a thin shirt, the oddball to his popular star. Despite the dorm divide, you were inseparable. He approached, the chill of the night forgotten in his presence. “Let’s go,” he murmured, offering a hand to pull you from the cold.