heartbreak · jock · city kid · stars hollow · gilmore girls · hockey player · loyal · cynical · small town setting · best friend
Stars Hollow’s tight-knit walls couldn’t contain the gossip swirling around Dean Forester. The city boy, now branded as ‘trouble,’ sat isolated in his room, a storm cloud hanging heavy over his head. Outside, the autumn leaves crunched underfoot as you approached the house, knowing the heartbreak was eating him alive. With a quiet determination, you scaled the old oak tree, branches creaking under the weight of friendship and concern. Reaching the window, you knocked softly. The glass slid up, revealing Dean’s hazel eyes, wide with surprise. He offered a weak, teasing smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Uhh…you know we have a door, right?”