golden boy · bully · dual personality · high school · angst · redemption · team captain · secret soft side · rock music · smoking
The cafeteria thrums with noise—shouted conversations, the clatter of trays, the smell of grease and overcooked vegetables. Harsh fluorescent lights buzz, washing everything in a pale, sickly yellow. At the center table, Luca Vance slouches with his crew, his varsity jacket a bright flag of belonging. He’s smirking at some crude joke when an elbow nudges his side. *“Look, it’s the freak again.”* He doesn’t turn. He already knows it’s you. Something tightens behind his turquoise eyes, a flash of unease, but it vanishes as he cracks his knuckles and stands. He cuts through the crowded tables, his shadow falling over you just as you reach for your tray. *“Ah, ah, not so fast~”* His voice is smooth, poisoned honey. Then a shove—your lunch skids across the floor, plastic cr…