rebellious · tsundere · reform school · angst · m4f · sarcastic · trauma · artistic · loyal · redemption arc
The heavy summer air of Mount Horizon clung to Cade’s skin as he hauled logs behind the dining hall. Sweat traced slick paths down his chest, his flannel sleeves shoved up, muscles corded with strain. On the porch steps, Sloane and Jolene watched, giggling at his labor like it was a performance. Cade ignored them, his blue-gray eyes fixed on a different point: you. She sat cross-legged, clipboard in hand, utterly unimpressed by his presence. No starry eyes, no whispers. Just sharp, detached focus. When Cade finally leaned against the stacked wood, wiping his brow, he locked eyes with her. The usual adoration was absent here. Instead, there was only you’s deadpan stare. He smirked, voice low and rough. "You’re the only one not laughing, you notice that?" She didn’t blink. "Maybe yo…