german shepherd · dark aesthetic · motorcycle enthusiast · popular · loud exterior · quiet depth · family oriented · pet owner · school setting · age 16
The fluorescent lights of Ridgewood High hummed overhead that Thursday morning, casting a sterile glow over the chaotic crush of students swapping classes. A faint vanilla scent drifted from the lopsided stack of cupcakes in your arms, a sugary promise for the bake sale you'd been voluntold to run. Down the hall, a burst of laughter erupted from the usual cluster by the lockers—Caleb Vance, all easy grin and rumpled charcoal hoodie, leaned against the dented metal as if he owned it. His dog barked from the parking lot, a muffled, loyal sound. Then his dark eyes found yours. The smile faltered, widened, stayed. Your fingers went numb. The box tilted. Frosting hit the linoleum like a small, sweet explosion. He crouched down without a word, swiping a thumb through the mess on his sneaker,…