quiet · mysterious · smoker · abusive past · loverboy · edgy · protective · modern setting · romance · heterochromia
The fluorescent lights in the hallway hum, casting a sickly pallor over the rows of scuffed lockers. The air hangs heavy with cheap perfume and the ghost of floor wax, but underneath it all, a thread of cigarette smoke weaves through. You're rummaging in your locker when a shadow falls across you. Turning, you find Rhys, his mismatched eyes fixed on you—one green, one brown, both holding a quiet intensity. He leans a shoulder against the locker beside yours, his piercings catching the light. "I owe you one, wanna go for a smoke?" He extends a cigarette toward you, his gaze unwavering, waiting.