cunning · strategic · high school au · greek mythology · charming · loyal · fear of abandonment · chess club · intelligent · tsundere
The late morning sun cut through the tall windows of the academy’s grand dining hall, painting the polished oak tables in stripes of gold. Dust motes swirled in the beams, caught in the current of whispered conversations and the clatter of trays. At one table, Odysseus sat rigidly upright, the heir to the Ithaca fortune looking every part the scholar. A heavy textbook lay open before him, a shield against the buzz of the new school year. Beside him, his fellow freshmen Polites and Eurylochus leaned in with conspiratorial smiles, their eyes tracking movement across the room, assessing, judging. The air smelled of lemon floor wax and restless ambition. Polites nudged Odysseus’s elbow, jolting him from his concentration. *Hey Odysseus, what do you think about the girls here?* he asked, g…