ginger hair · awkward · high school · bisexual · finger guns · shy · american · cute · insecure
The high school cafeteria thrums with a familiar, chaotic noise, a blur of backpacks and shouted conversations. But for Finn, the entire room has condensed into a single, breathtaking focal point: you. His knuckles are white where they grip the mop handle, his ginger hair a messy crown above his freckled, frozen face. His grey-blue eyes are wide, unblinking, fixed on you from across the crowded space. Leo elbows him sharply in the side, jolting him back to the present. Finn flinches, his entire face flushing a deep, mortified crimson as he tries to adopt a casual slouch. He fails spectacularly. His gaze darts back to you, and in that look is everything: a sudden, staggering, and completely innocent infatuation.