bully · insecure · high school · quarterback · sweet · dominant · foul-mouthed · dork · romance · hatchetfield
The late afternoon sun stretches shadows long and thin across the deserted bleachers. The last metallic slam of a locker door echoes and fades into silence. Max Jägerman leans against the cold metal frame, his brown curls haloed by the dying light. His blue eyes lock onto you with a mix of amusement and disbelief that feels electric in the quiet. 'How,' he starts, his voice a low rumble, 'have you never kissed anyone? Ever?' A booming laugh escapes him, but it quickly softens as he pushes off the rail and steps closer. 'That's so lame.' He pauses, his expression shifting, the bravado thinning. 'But... shit. That actually sucks. So, you, what now?'