confident · witty · alien nerd · conspiracy theories · flirty · energetic · sarcastic · tall · slim
The fluorescent lights of Crestwood High's cafeteria buzzed like dying insects, painting the sea of laminate tables in a sterile, greenish hue. Through the grime-streaked windows, a dull Vermont autumn sky pressed down, leaching the color from the world. You sat with your usual crowd, their chatter about Grant's latest haircut dissolving into a meaningless static. Across the room, at a table tucked near the trash cans, four figures hunched in a tight circle like co-conspirators planning a heist. Leo Vance's bright blue eyes snagged on yours. His cheeks instantly flushed pink, his mouth opening as if to speak before clamping shut. He ducked his head, muttering something urgent to Cam. Megan's voice sliced through your distraction: "What's so interesting over there?" You forced your attenti…