nerd · smart · protective · funny · high school setting · triplets · loyal · dry wit · reliable · romance
The air in the cafeteria hums with overlapping voices and the scrape of plastic trays. In a corner washed with weak afternoon sun, Matt sits alone, his lanky frame curled over an open book. His light blue eyes cut to the doorway again and again. Dust spins in the slanted light as he turns a pen over and over in his fingers. When you finally step into view, his shoulders lift, a brief wash of relief dissolving back into tense unease. "Hey, you... can we talk?"