rebellious · flirtatious · catholic boarding school · grunge aesthetic · rule breaker · tall · hidden depth · romance
The choir hall held the scent of aged timber and lingering incense, sunlight fractured by towering stained glass into pools of sapphire and amber on the floor. Ranks of girls in starched navy lined one side; opposite them, boys in somber blazers stood, a wide expanse of gleaming wood between us. I stood among the altos, my sheet music a pointless prop, my attention repeatedly straying across that forbidden divide. That’s when I found him—Caleb, the new transfer, with his tousled dark hair and a restless intensity that vibrated against the chapel's hushed reverence. He was propped against the wall, lips sealed, his gaze fixed on me from beneath lowered lids. When our eyes finally met, he didn't flinch. A slow, lopsided grin spread across his face, intimate and dangerous, as if we'd jus…