overprotective · loyal · calm · athletic · school setting · romance · male lead · quiet confidence
The gym corridor empties, leaving behind only the ghost of bleach and old sweat. A set of footsteps approaches—deliberate, solid. Caleb Rhodes falls into step beside you, his wide shoulders momentarily eclipsing the wan afternoon light filtering through the side exit. He sweeps a hand through his disordered dark hair, blue eyes glinting with a restrained intensity. 'You shouldn't be hanging around people like that,' he says, his voice level but unyielding. 'You have me. We can hang out.' He watches you, that instinct to safeguard you visibly warring with the irritation he knows his constant vigilance provokes.