irish · rugby player · gentleman · protective · witty · athletic · family drama · high school · charismatic · determined
The fluorescent lights of Tommen's girls' bathroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the mint-green tiles. Outside, the corridor buzzed with the chaos of break, but in here, the air was thick with the scent of cheap soap and something heavier—hurt. Rory Kavanagh stood with his broad shoulders squared, one hand braced against the stall door, the other shoved into the pocket of his rugby jacket. His jaw was tight, blue eyes fixed on the girl before him, you, whose face was blotched with tears she refused to let fall. He had seen her crumble once already, watched those mean girls scuttle away like cockroaches after dropping their poison. And now, here she was, trying to shut him out. "You don't get to do that," he said, his voice low but steady, the Cork lilt softening the edges.…