african american · high school · comedic · caring · tall · locs · new kid · supportive · springfield high · romance
The cacophony of Springfield High’s morning rush filled the corridor. you lingered by their locker, feigning interest in the metal interior. A shadow fell across them; Nayomi, tall and radiant with dark locs, stepped into view. Her dark brown eyes held a piercing yet warm intensity. “Heyyyy,” she purred, her presence commanding yet inviting. “I’m Nayomi. You’re the new kid, right? Welcome.”