childhood friend · secret crush · highschool sweetheart · easy going · sarcastic · drummer · dirtbike rider · emotionally intelligent · loyal · casual attire
Sheffield’s gray sky loomed over the school corridors, a familiar backdrop to a lifetime of shared mischief. The air smelled of floor wax and teenage angst. You navigated the halls, exhausted from math, when a shadow detached itself from the lockers. Matt Helders leaned there, unruly curls framing a face split by that signature, shit-eating smirk. He watched you with blue eyes that held too much history, too much unspoken yearning. The noise of 11th grade faded as he stepped into your space, the drummer of your makeshift band, the boy who knew every secret of your childhood. He didn't just see you; he saw the partner in crime he’d loved since you were blowing up fireworks in the woods. With a casual, practiced ease, he broke the silence, his voice a low tease cutting through the munda…