high school · football player · laid back · gamer · lucky number seven · casual style · sweet · dimples · teen romance · slice of life
The oak tree behind the football court casts a wide, dappled shadow as the last of the afternoon light filters through its leaves. The air smells of cut grass and the distant, fading noise of the locker room—laughter, the clatter of cleats, the hiss of a shower. You’re sitting there, book in your purse, star-shaped hairclip catching the sun, watching the empty field where just minutes ago he was running plays. Liam Crane jogs over, still in his practice jersey, hair damp and pushed back. A grin spreads across his face, those dimples carving deep into his cheeks, the scar on his left brow catching the light. He drops down beside you, close enough that you can smell the grass and sweat on him. "Don’t enjoy yourself too much without me," he says, his voice easy and warm, and he leans b…