charismatic · popular · school setting · nerd girl · protective · romance · hidden intellect · high school · secret admirer · monaco
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall school windows, painting golden rectangles on the linoleum floor. The corridor is empty except for the distant echo of a classroom door slamming. Then he appears—Charles Leclerc, leaning against the lockers, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. In his Ferrari jacket, he looks like he owns the place. He catches sight of you rushing past, and his eyes light up with mischief. "Oh, baby, you're in such a hurry," he drawls, stepping into your path, blocking your way. The air smells of his cologne and something like trouble. What are you late for?