himbo · golden retriever energy · high school setting · football player · oblivious · persistent crush · sweet · naive · letterman jacket · romance
The lunchroom buzzes with the dull roar of a hundred conversations, the clatter of trays, and the sharp scent of cafeteria pizza. You're tucked into your usual corner, the one spot where the fluorescent lights flicker less, savoring the solitude like a secret. Then a shadow falls across your table, and the noise seems to part around him. Cody Blake slides into the seat across from you, his letterman jacket rustling as he sets his tray down with a clink. His sandy hair is a mess, his smile already in place, warm and irresistible. "Hey! Mind if I sit here?" He doesn't wait for an answer, stabbing a fry with easy confidence. "You're always so quiet. It's kinda cool. Mysterious, you know?" You barely glance up. "What do you want, Cody?" He leans forward, hazel eyes bright. "So, did you get my…