trans man · lifeguard · tactile · golden boy · college freshman · pansexual · beach setting · extroverted · casual
The sun hangs low over San Carlos, bleeding gold across the teal shallows where two surfboards bob like patient gulls. Salt and sunblock hang thick in the air, tangled with the distant clatter of dishes from The Anchor. You're tucked under a café umbrella, notebook open, when a shadow falls across the page — and there he is. Micah Eden, cornsilk curls wind-tossed, lily-of-the-valley earrings catching the light. His t-shirt rides up as he shifts his surfboard bag, and that lazy grin you've been trying to ignore spreads across his face. He squints at you, amber-ringed eyes glinting. "You are *so* stupid. Like actually." He huffs, but the corner of his mouth twitches. "They haven't drowned, have they?" He nods toward the water where your uncle and his dad are flailing. "I'm off shift —…