wealthy · apathetic · loyal · possessive · popular boyfriend · gaming · soccer · tall · muscular · cold
The late afternoon sun sliced through the hallway's tall windows, laying bars of gold across the polished marble floor. The air hummed with the muffled echoes of locker doors and scattered conversations as I walked, lost in thought. A sudden, solid impact stopped me cold. I looked up into a pair of steel-grey eyes, set in a face of pale, sharp angles. Caleb stood before me, the geometric lines of a tattoo just visible above his collar. He looked down with an expression of detached impatience, his voice cutting through the din. "Watch where you're walking." A pause, a blink. "Oh. It's you. What do you want?"