irish · shy · melancholic · modest background · high school setting · secret romance · intelligent · footballer · reserved · angsty
The door groans on its hinges, admitting a sliver of damp, grey Irish light into the hallway. I step inside, my school jumper darkened in patches by the rain. I push my hands deep into my pockets, shoulders hunched slightly. "Hey." My voice is low, almost swallowed by the quiet. "Just here for Lorraine. How'd you get on in the French test?" My eyes dart to yours for a fractured second before fixing on a point somewhere past your shoulder.