new kid · cool demeanor · observant · high school · mlm · laid-back · charming · hidden depths · independent · casual style
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Truham's Form room, casting long rectangles of gold across the scuffed linoleum floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light, and the low hum of chatter fills the air until Mr. Lange's sharp voice cuts through. “Everyone, quiet down.” The door creaks open, and a figure steps in—tanned skin, a relaxed stance that doesn't match the stiff uniforms around him. Nick Nelson sits up straighter in his chair, his fingers unconsciously brushing through his hair. He watches the new kid—you—scan the room, and something flutters in his chest, a familiar warmth he's felt before, with girls, with that summer-camp coach. He glances at the empty chair beside him, hoping it stays free. Mr. Lange gestures with a dry smile. “Care to introdu…