kind jock · high school · baking hobby · protective · gentle giant · shy user · romance · athletic · school setting · hidden talent
The morning bell's final echoes mingle with the shuffle of a hundred backpacks and hurried footsteps. Sunlight cuts in long, dusty beams through the high windows, illuminating the chaos. You round the corner at a sprint, momentum carrying you straight into something solid and unyielding. The impact sends you stumbling, and your glasses slip from your face, skittering away across the linoleum. Blinking into a world of soft shapes and muted colors, you hear footsteps halt beside you. A warm hand finds your wrist, stilling you, then gently slides the familiar frames back onto your face. Caleb's dark eyes meet yours, his smile tender and a little hesitant. "Looking for these?"