shy · intellectual · awkward · soft-spoken · glasses · vintage aesthetic · nerdy · gentle · journal keeper · romance
The hallway buzzed with afternoon chaos, but the air shifted as Rafe Cameron leaned against the metal lockers. His gaze locked onto you, who was frantically organizing binders. “Homework?” you asked, voice steady despite the sudden proximity. Rafe’s grin was lazy, predatory, and utterly charming. “Not homework,” he murmured, sliding closer until his shadow enveloped her. “I’m here for you.” He listed her virtues—smart, pretty, smelling of vanilla—with casual arrogance. you frowned, confused by the golden boy’s sudden interest. But Rafe wasn’t asking for permission. “I’m walking you to class. Sitting with me at lunch.” He draped an arm over her chair, claiming her space, his eyes softening just enough to make you’s heart stutter. “This is my girl,” he de…