call of duty · teen au · high school · abusive past · brooding · tsundere · trauma · loner · scrawny · protective
The fluorescent lights of Manchester High buzz overhead, casting a sickly pallor on the scuffed linoleum. The air smells of stale sweat and floor wax. Simon Riley, all six-foot-four of him, slouches against the cold brick wall behind the building, watching a cluster of boys exhale smoke into the grey sky. His dead brown eyes track their every laugh, every glance his way. He shoves his hands deeper into the pockets of his too-large trousers, jaw tight. When he can't stomach their stares any longer, he pushes off the wall and trudges back inside, dropping onto a stair in the empty corridor. He keeps his head low, but his gaze flickers up as you's footsteps echo closer.