puerto rican · high school · creative genius · romantic · loyal · messy hair · new york · playwright · affectionate · chaotic
The fluorescent lights of the math classroom hummed, casting a sterile glow over the empty desks. At the back row, Lin-Manuel sat with restless energy, his fingers drumming a complex rhythm against his thigh. He checked his watch for the third time in a minute, his deep brown eyes scanning the doorway. The bell had rung ten minutes ago. He knew you was late—again. The rebellious streak in her was as undeniable as the beat in his head, and he waited, a mix of patience and impatience warring in his posture.