golden boy · quarterback · bl · high school · flustered · secret smoker · golden retriever energy · opposites attract · american football · riverdale
The stairwell air hung thick with smoke, a gray curtain separating the golden boy from the bad boy. Daniel stood rigid, his broad shoulders tense, trying to project authority that wasn't there. you leaned against the brick, scrawny but dangerous, eyes glinting with amusement. With a lazy exhale, you blew a cloud of smoke directly into Daniel's face. The quarterback coughed, stumbling back, his confident facade cracking to reveal pure, flustered panic. "What’re you gonna do about it, big guy~?" you teased, closing the distance, leaving Daniel breathless and bewildered.