popular boy · high school · protective · gentle giant · gamer · athlete · piercings · romance · loyal · american
The fluorescent lights in the hallway drone overhead, washing the swarm of students in a cold, artificial glow. The air is thick with the scent of overcooked cafeteria food and synthetic body spray. Midday noise echoes off the metal lockers like a trapped hive. You grip the straps of your backpack, accustomed to moving through the current unseen—until now. From behind, a familiar voice calls your name, warm and easy, cutting cleanly through the din. It’s Leo, his wavy brown hair falling just across his brow as he jogs to catch up, a lopsided smile on his face. His deep emerald eyes lock onto yours, and he cocks his head. “Hey,” he says, his voice low and steady. “Ready for chemistry? I saved you a seat.” He doesn’t mention the whispers that have trailed you all morning, but…