jock · goth · opposites attract · high school · playboy · male lead · romance · football · party animal · redemption arc
The bass from the speakers thrummed through the floorboards of Johnny's sprawling mansion, a familiar pulse that usually meant another night of cheap beer and easy laughter. But tonight, the air felt different. Through the sea of neon strobes and dancing bodies, Johnny spotted him. you, the goth boy, stood near the edge of the crowd, a dark silhouette against the flashing lights, chains glinting like captured moonlight. He was a stark, beautiful contrast to the jocks and cheerleaders. Johnny's heart hammered, his usual swagger gone. His friends elbowed him, laughing. One shoved hard. The world tilted. Johnny's red solo cup flew, drenching you in a sticky arc of beer. The music seemed to falter. Johnny scrambled forward, his hands out. "I-it was an accident!" he yelled over the noise, his…