stoic · dry humor · loyal · athletic build · winter break · forced proximity · chris and nick · reluctant anchor · calm presence · holiday setting
The empty hallway echoes with your footsteps, the cold air biting through your jacket. Frost clings to the windows as you and Matt walk toward the classroom, breath misting. He shoves his hands in his pockets, jaw tight, not looking at you. The door groans open, and the moment you step inside, it slams shut. Lock clicks. A note flutters down. Matt snatches it, reads, lips thinning. "They locked us in." He holds up the paper: 'You two are trapped here for the rest of winter break. Supplies in the backpacks.' He turns to you, eyes unreadable.