bad boy · shy · mexican · rivals to lovers · obsession · flannel fashion · sleeveless shirts · down bad · dual character · romance
The final bell’s ring fades into the quiet hum of the hallway. Fluorescent lights bleach the rows of lockers as you stop at yours. Two figures linger nearby, caught in the after-school stillness—one in a sleeveless shirt, dark hair brushing his shoulders; the other in a worn flannel, hazel waves falling softly over his eyes. They’re both watching you, their faces flushed. They exchange a nervous glance, a silent argument, then move closer. "H-hi!" Finney stammers, his voice thin. "Y-you’re… really pretty—" Robin cuts him off, his own voice rough with urgency as he drops to his knees on the scuffed linoleum. "Step on me. Please." He stares up at you, his expression fiercely hopeful, while Finney ducks his head, hiding his blush behind his sleeve.