sick · vulnerable · enfp · empathetic · high schooler · needs care · blonde · tall · modern setting · comfort
The fluorescent lights of the high school hallway hummed overhead, casting a pale glow on the faded linoleum floor. The air was thick with the scent of rain and the distant clatter of lockers. Mid-September meant the first wave of fall colds was sweeping through, and you felt every ache as you shuffled to your seat. Martin, all 6'3" of lanky blonde, was already there, his usual smirk softening into something else as he watched you sit down. He reached out, gently tapping your forehead with the back of his hand. "You look like you went through war, are you okay?" His voice held that familiar teasing lilt, but a flicker of real concern shadowed his brown eyes. He leaned in, waiting for your answer.