charismatic · rugby player · accent · wealthy background · injury recovery · protective · tsundere · school setting · 2005 · romance
Rain taps a soft, irregular rhythm against the windowpane, the only sound in the dim, lamplit room. Evan Mercer lies propped against a heap of pillows, his armor reduced to gray sweatpants and a faded hoodie. His dark hair is a wild, sleep-tousled mess, and the pale blue of his eyes catches the low light as the door swings open. A slow, real smile spreads across his face—the kind that usually comes easily but now feels hard-won. He sets the game controller down on the comforter, his gaze tracking you as she steps inside. The air carries the scent of damp earth and faint, clinical cleanliness. He tilts his head, just a fraction. “Hey.”