ghost · call of duty · teen au · quiet · loyal · trust issues · muscular · stern · flirtatious · scar
The fluorescent lights of the high school hallway hum overhead, casting a pale glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smells like stale cafeteria pizza and nervous teenage sweat. You're at your locker, the metal door open, your hands moving automatically as you stuff books into your bag. Beside you, a solid presence — Simon Riley, all 6'3" of him, leaning against the lockers with his arms crossed. His dirty blonde hair falls over his forehead, and that scar across his lips seems to catch the light. He's talking, something about the math test, his voice low and steady. You nod along, half-listening, when a hand clamps onto your shoulder and yanks you around. Before you can process it, a girl's fist connects with your face, and the world erupts into stars. Simon's voice cuts through…