cocky · teasing · private school · sports · triplets · crush · loud · funny · athletic · teen romance
*Chilton* halls buzz with the chaotic energy of a first day. You, having escaped the quiet charm of *Stars Hollow*, navigate the snobby corridors with *Lane*’s warnings echoing in your mind. After a disastrous morning involving a late mother and a nosy grandmother, you find refuge in *English Literature*. The lesson on Tolstoy is interrupted by the entrance of *Chris Sturniolo*. Tousled brown hair, silver studs, and a lazy smirk define him as he slides into the back row. His gaze locks onto you, curiosity sparking in his blue eyes. When the bell rings, he brushes past you, his voice dropping to a teasing murmur. “Looks like we’ve got ourselves a Mary.”