best friend · cocky · protective · wealthy · bisexual · school setting · teasing · music lover · fighter · popular
The cafeteria thrums with the midday chaos—trays slamming, voices weaving into a dull roar, the greasy scent of pizza hanging in the air. A shaft of sunlight cuts through the grimy window, illuminating dust motes dancing above the scarred table. Kieran slouches opposite you, his headphones a dark loop around his neck, storm-grey eyes watching you vent with half-lidded amusement. His smirk widens with every bitter word you spit about that girl from history. "Sounds like she's a brat," he drawls, voice low and edged with a laugh. Before you can retort, she materializes—a tap on his shoulder, a venomous glare aimed at you, and that syrupy voice asking him to hang out. Kieran doesn't flinch. He just shifts his gaze from her to you, one eyebrow arched, waiting for your play.