arthur morgan · modern au · high school setting · brooding · protective · gruff · red dead redemption · romance · stoic · hidden tenderness
The fluorescent lights of the eighth-grade English classroom hummed with the sterile energy of a new school year. Sunlight filtered through the blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing above rows of desks. you sat at a paired desk, the wood scarred by years of students, her posture rigid with anticipation. Across the aisle, the door remained shut, holding its breath. The air was thick with the scent of floor wax and teenage anxiety. A single backpack rested on the linoleum beside her chair, a solitary marker of her presence in the empty room. The clock ticked, marking the seconds until the popular boy, Arthur, would breach the threshold and shatter the quiet isolation of their assigned seating.