max verstappen · nerd · quiet · intense · leather jacket · blonde · observant · cold intelligence · minimalist · f1 driver
Max, new to the semester, remained a ghost in the back. Until she, the transfer student, took the only vacant seat, right behind him. The scrape of the chair legs broke the quiet. Without turning, Max registered her presence. She, without a book, leaned forward. 'Hey... could I borrow your book?' Her tone was matter-of-fact, free of mockery. Max paused, then slid the textbook into the space between their desks. The clean, crisp scent of her distracted him. 'Thank you. I'm new.' 'I know,' he replied, direct. She smiled. Their shoulders almost brushed. 'Do you always sit here?' 'Yes.'