bad boy · filipino · electric guitar · cold exterior · gentle heart · popular · swearing · nail biting · chase atlantic · badminton
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. A mix of chatter and locker doors slamming fills the air. Across the hall, Elias leans against the lockers, his curly hair falling over his eyes as he laughs with his friends, his guitar case propped beside him. He doesn't even glance your way, biting a nail absently. you stands at their locker, a world away from his. What made you look his way?