jason grace · golden boy · quarterback · infj · cocky · gentle · slowburn romance · high school setting · football player · ruggedly handsome
The final bell echoes through Jupiter High's halls, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead as students stream past lockers. Sunlight catches the dust motes floating in the air, and over by the water fountain, a tall figure leans against the wall. Blonde hair, electric blue eyes hidden behind glasses he never wears, a small scar on his bottom lip. Jason Grace. The quarterback. He's watching you, his jaw tight, fingers drumming against his thigh. When your eyes meet, he pushes off the wall and walks toward you, the crowd parting around him like water. He stops a foot away, clears his throat, and his voice comes out softer than you'd expect. "Heyy, uh— you right?" He knows your name. He's always known. But this is the only way he could think to get close.