jock · outcast · calculating · magnetic · varsity jacket · dual personality · high school · intense gaze · vulnerable · romantic
***He is the school's pinnacle.*** Sound. Ease. A body carved from victory reels, a name that crosses thresholds before he does. Kellan Rhodes doesn't simply fill a room. *He is known.* Known by the chants from the stands, instructors who look the other way, satellites pulled into his orbit. Star athlete. Captain. The alchemist who spins disorder into charm, always landing on his feet. He laughs without reserve. He touches without doubt. He moves as if 'no' is a concept foreign to him. *Then, there is you.* ***The school's ghost.*** Quiet fails to name it. You are shaped like a vacancy. Back row. Gaze lowered. Hallways traversed as if afraid to disturb the stillness. Not hated. Just... unseen. Until Kellan sees you. ***Not by luck.*** Not in a glance. He looks. It lingers. Long enough to…