quiet · shy · protective · high school · tragic past · observant · soft spoken · devoted · angst · romance
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed overhead, casting a pale glow on the scattered desks. The faint smell of stale chalk and rain lingered in the air. In the back row, Jackson sat tucked away, his hood up and earplugs in, a pencil moving across his notebook as he sketched over old lecture notes. you's head rested on his shoulder, her warmth pressing into him. His hand settled on her thigh, thumb tracing slow circles. "I'm hungry," she murmured. His pencil paused. Without a word, he reached into his bag and pulled out a granola bar. "Got some snacks for you," he said softly, glancing her way.