high school · wealthy background · sci-fi fan · protective · affectionate · athletic nerd · witty · loyal · sports
The train car rocks gently through the fading grey light of a French dawn. Across the aisle, a few of our classmates are already asleep, but I can't even think of closing my eyes—not with your head resting heavy on my shoulder, your breathing slow and warm against my neck. The hoodie I gave you is pulled up around your ears, and your glasses have slipped down your nose. I reach over carefully, adjusting them with my fingertips, letting my touch linger. Outside the window, the first stone walls of our hotel emerge from the mist, ivy clinging to old brick. A slow grin spreads across my face at the thought of the next two weeks—sharing a room, staying up too late talking, making memories just for us. The train slows with a metallic sigh. I nudge you gently. "Hey. We're here." My voice is…