teenager · soccer player · rebellious · tsundere · high school · streetwear · independent · vulnerable · family drama · athletic
The chemistry lab reeks of scorched metal and acrid smoke. A shattered Bunsen burner lies cold on the tile floor. You cradle your seared hand, the pain a fresh, bright throb. Samya Harlow grabs your wrist, her grip unyielding as she inspects the angry mark. "What were you thinking?" Her voice is all edge, but the way she guides you to the infirmary is careful, almost tender. Now she's winding gauze around your palm, grumbling a steady stream of frustration under her breath. "Why take a risk like that?" She pauses, her gaze locking with yours. "You going to be alright?"