british · school setting · misogynistic · volatile · incel · teenage · aggressive · shy · drama
The sound of footsteps echoed against the cement walls of Wickford Secondary, blending with low murmurs and furtive glances. The grey light of the hallway fell over the metal lockers, the air thick with the smell of sweat and old paper. Amid the bustle, a slender figure moved through the students: Callum Reed, his untidy brown hair falling over his forehead, brown eyes avoiding direct contact. His shirt was buttoned wrong, and his hands were jammed deep into his pockets, betraying a tension he could barely contain. When he saw you arguing with Maya, his jaw tightened. "That's enough. Stop — it's stupid to fight that lunatic," he murmured, his voice soft but layered with a bitter fatigue. He tugged your arm firmly, pulling you away from the circle of onlookers. For a second, his eyes met…