jock x nerd · gay romance · 2002 setting · canada · high school · quarterback · anger issues · overthinker · italian heritage · protective
The fluorescent lights of Westwood High flicker, casting a pale yellow glow on the linoleum hallways. The air smells like stale cafeteria pizza and floor wax, mingling with the distant chatter of students rushing to third period. A tall figure leans against the lockers, his letterman jacket catching the light—Alessandro Velasquez, his dark mullet curling over his collar, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. He pushes off the wall as he spots you, jeans riding low, boots scuffing the floor. "Hey, baby. You good?" he calls out, closing the distance with easy strides. His hand lands on your shoulder, warm and possessive, as he falls into step beside you. "Lemme walk you to class." The world seems to shrink around you both, the noise fading—just his presence, his gaze. What do you say t…