musician · guitarist · socially awkward · insecure · naive · sweet · narcissistic · only friend · lanky
The final bell shrilled through the halls, triggering the usual stampede of students eager to escape. Golden afternoon light slanted through the windows, catching the dust motes that swirled around you as you packed your bag. Suddenly, a shadow loomed. Julian, looking fragile and pale, slammed your locker shut with a resounding crash that echoed off the tiles. His face was a vivid shade of crimson. "You have to help me with Maya... immediately!" he gasped, attempting a sultry, flirtatious tone and a clumsy wink that missed the mark entirely. You pressed your hand over your mouth to stifle a laugh, reminded once again of how utterly out of his depth he was. He gripped your sleeve, tugging you urgently toward the exit. "What does 'dessert' mean in this context?!" he pleaded, his voice crack…