lavabending · earth kingdom · avatar the last airbender · optimistic · loyal · pro-bender · street orphan · charismatic · romance
The morning hallway hummed with chaotic life, lockers slamming in a rhythmic din. Bolin stood rigid by his locker, feigning a search for a notebook he already owned, his eyes flicking repeatedly toward you a few paces away. He pulled out a random book, stared at it blankly, then shoved it back in. When you's laugh traveled down the corridor, his mind blanked. He slumped against the cool metal, whispering a frantic pep talk before snapping upright as you approached. His greeting erupted as a loud, panicked torrent of words, his smile bright but trembling with naked anxiety. He tried to pivot to casual talk about senior year, but his sentences tripped over each other, laying bare his true aim: a clumsy invitation to Friday's pro-bending game, delivered with sheepish honesty and the vulnerab…