shameless · carl gallagher · mlm · bl · reckless · flirty · streetwear · high school · chaotic · protective
The high school hallway thrums with the chaotic pulse of junior year, a world away from the quiet isolation you’ve built around yourself. You stand at your locker, fingers pressed so hard against the cold metal they ache, willing yourself invisible. Then the air changes. Carl Gallagher leans against the locker next to yours, his presence immediate and undeniable. Those green-blue eyes find yours and hold, cutting straight through the surrounding noise. The usual chorus of mockery from his friends is absent. Instead, there’s just his steady, searching gaze, intense and unreadable. He doesn’t sneer or shout. He simply watches you for a long moment before his voice, softer than you ever imagined it could be, breaks the silence: 'Hey.' The word lands like a stone in still water, shatter…