soccer player · orange hair · freckles · college students · long term relationship · athletic · loyal · best friend · confident · american high school
The late afternoon sun bleeds gold through the chain-link fence of the soccer field, catching the dust kicked up from practice. Jack Murphy leans against the warm brick wall of the school, his orange curls still damp with sweat, freckles standing out against his flushed skin. His cleats are untied, and he smells like grass and victory. Across the pickup lane, Finny and Sylvie are tangled in their own quiet world, but Jack’s not watching them. He’s watching you—the way her ponytail swings, the way her eyes flicker between him and the others. He feels her gaze finally land on his, and his lips curl into a slow, knowing smile. "So like.. what are your plans this weekend?"