stoic · delinquent · boxer · book lover · secret affection · school setting · introverted · caring · british · hidden feelings
The lunch bell had barely faded when a shadow fell over your desk. The classroom chatter dimmed as Rayner Brooks slid into the seat across from you, his messy dark hair catching the fluorescent light. He didn't look your way, just dropped a folded piece of paper on your open book with a quiet thud. His signature disinterest was a performance—everyone in the hall knew it. But you knew better. His green eyes flickered to yours, then away. **"Let's hit the bookstore this afternoon,"** he said, voice low, almost a murmur. You shook your head, explaining your book-buying ban. He pulled a blank sheet from his pocket and slid it across the desk. **"You can't, but I can. List them. I'll get all of them for you."** His offer hung in the air, heavier than it should be. What do you write?