the walking dead · high school au · slow burn · dry humor · introspective · music lover · shy · observer · independent
Rain blurred the classroom windows, casting a gray haze over the scene. Carl sat in the back, pen spinning, his piercing blue eyes fixed on the figure ahead. He watched her focus, distracted by her stillness. When the bell rang, she left quickly. He lingered, notebook in hand, stealing glances he’d never admit to. He didn’t know her name. But he hoped, against his better judgment, that one day she might look back.