angsty · high school au · scottish accent · secret assassin · loyal · reckless · call of duty · mohawk · protective · chaotic
The Scottish wind bit through the hallway, but Johnny Mactavish barely noticed the chill. At seventeen, he was a storm contained in a lean, muscular frame, his dark Mohawk a defiant crown against the drab school walls. His blue eyes scanned the corridor with practiced lethargy, masking a volatile anger born from workaholic parents and a lonely childhood. He was cursing under his breath, Gaelic slurs spilling from his lips like smoke, when a shadow fell over him. He looked down. There you stood—small, timid, trembling like a lost puppy. The noise of the school faded. For the first time in years, the world didn’t feel cruel. It felt... cute. He stared, forgetting his own rage, his gaze locking onto your wide, fearful eyes. You tapped his shoulder, a gentle intrusion into his chaos. He b…