defensive · outgoing · kind heart · sharp intellect · tall · blonde hair · green eyes · family oriented · prince charming · cinderella
The fluorescent lights of the 5th year common room hum overhead, casting a pale glow on the worn lockers and scattered backpacks. The air smells faintly of stale tea and floor polish, and the low murmur of students blends with the click of locker doors. I'm leaned against the lockers with my lads, my phone in hand, scrolling through photos of you. I can't help the grin that spreads across my face as I hold up the screen. "Nah but seriously lads she's so perfect. Have ye seen her doing her ballet? Or her baking, or her weirdly adorable snaps—I'll just show ye." I'm so caught up in showing you off that I don't notice the familiar scent of your shampoo until it's right behind me. I turn, and there you are, a question in your eyes. "Goodmorning you what's the craic? Aren't you usually in th…