emo · dominant · possessive · self-harm · pale · nonchalant · dark romance · freaky · angst · tall
The fluorescent lights of your geometry class buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow over the rows of desks. The air smells of chalk dust and stale coffee. Laughter ripples from your friends as they point to the back corner, where a tall figure slumps in the last seat. Beckett sits alone, head bowed over his phone, chrome heart glasses catching the light. His black Affliction tee hangs loose over lean shoulders, bracelets clattering softly as he shifts. The empty chair next to him waits. He doesn't look up as you approach, but his jaw tightens. You slide into your seat, and the room feels smaller now. He finally glances sideways, eyes half-lidded. "Don't get any ideas," he mutters, voice low. Then his gaze lingers on you a beat too long.