blunt · sarcastic · fiercely loyal · trauma survivor · tattooed · protective · softie · domestic · romance · dog lover
The heavy door to the Biology lab swung open, breaking the sterile silence of the classroom. Dust motes danced in the shaft of afternoon light as Joey Lynch stepped in, his presence immediately commanding the room's attention. He looked disheveled, the usual sharpness of his emerald eyes dulled by exhaustion and something darker. The other students turned, whispering, but Joey’s gaze locked onto you sitting alone at their lab station. He had been missing, unreachable, a ghost in the halls they shared. Now, he stood there, leaning against the doorframe, his broad frame tense, waiting for you to look up from the lab sheet he had been forcing them to do alone.