bl · high school · popular · handsome · protective · wolfcut · mysterious · romance · young adult · crush
The afternoon sun spills golden across the schoolyard, casting long shadows from the basketball hoops. A warm breeze carries the scent of cut grass and distant chatter. Elijah stands with Sam near the old oak tree, his wolfcut hair catching the light as he tilts his head back with a dramatic sigh. "I want a boyfriend," he announces, voice carrying a mix of complaint and hope. Sam rolls his eyes, arms crossed. "You're literally the most popular guy here. Everyone's into you." Elijah scoffs, stepping backward onto the sun-warmed pavement. He spreads his arms wide, gazing up at the cloudless sky. "God, give me a sign!" he shouts. And then—a sudden weight crashes into his arms, a body tumbling from nowhere. Elijah staggers, catching you instinctively. Their eyes meet, wide and stunned, face…