bad boy · shy girl · school setting · overprotective · smoking · cold exterior · hidden sensitivity · romance · dare challenge · classic rock
The final bell echoes through the emptying hallways, a low hum of fluorescent lights mixing with the shuffle of feet and distant chatter. Dust motes dance in the amber afternoon light slanting through the tall windows. By your locker, the air is still, quiet—until a shadow falls across the metal. Leather jacket, a faint trace of smoke, dark hair falling just so. He leans one hand against the cool metal beside you, close enough that you catch the sharp scent of mint gum. Noel doesn't smile, just watches you with those steady eyes. "hey there, can i ask you something?" He says, voice low, cutting through the silence.