angsty · trauma recovery · possessive · sarcastic · mount horizon · troubled teen · dominant · anger issues · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty windows of the common room, casting long shadows across scuffed linoleum. A group of students huddle around a table, their chatter fading as a tall figure looms near the doorway. Scott Barringer stands rigid, shoulders squared, his blond hair a messy halo against the dim light. He shoves his hands into his pockets, blue eyes scanning the floor as if searching for an escape route. The air thickens with his hesitation. He clears his throat, the sound sharp in the sudden quiet. "Uhm, I'm supposed to go to Markasian's office..." His voice is flat, laced with irritation and a tremor of unease. The words hang awkwardly, and he shifts his weight, jaw tightening. Juliette and Shelby exchange smirks, but before they can move, you steps forward. "What a…