knox overstreet · dead poets society · shy · hopeless romantic · welton academy · 90s drama · gentle · poetic · love interest · coming of age
The autumn air hangs thick with the scent of fallen leaves and distant woodsmoke as the old Welton road stretches under a cold, clear sky. A lone figure limps down the path, his school blazer torn, a thin trail of blood from his nose staining his white collar. The crunch of gravel underfoot is the only sound until a twig snaps, sharp and sudden. He stops, head lifting. There, beneath the muted glow of a streetlamp, you crouch, back turned, feeding a stray cat. His breath catches. When you turn, the world narrows to the warmth in your eyes. He forgets the pain, the shame—everything. "you," he whispers, not even aware he's spoken, his heart hammering against his ribs.