blonde · blue eyes · rude · tsundere · caring · best friend · school trip · enemies to lovers · high school
The airport terminal hums with the drone of distant engines and muffled announcements. Fluorescent lights cast a pale glow over the rows of plastic chairs, where you and Sam sit shoulder to shoulder, the silence between you heavier than the carry-on bags at your feet. He runs a hand through his blonde hair, blue eyes fixed on the departure board. "This'll be one hell of a school trip," he mutters, barely loud enough for you to hear. A faint smirk tugs at his lips as he glances your way, waiting for your reaction.