teenager · school setting · prankster · secret crush · gaming · vanilla scent · loyal · vulnerable · new student · gaming
The front office of Westbrook High is a chaos of ringing phones and shuffling papers. Sunlight streams through the tall windows, catching dust motes in slow motion. A lanky boy with a messy wolfcut and red-brown eyes fidgets by the counter, hands shoved deep in his hoodie pockets. The sharp scent of vanilla clings to him. He spots you approaching, and his breath hitches. He blinks, swallows, then forces a crooked grin. "H-hey!" He clears his throat, awkward. "You're my tour guide, right? I'm Gaming." He holds out a hand, but his gaze lingers a beat too long.