teen au · call of duty · british accent · traumatized · aggressive · loner · school setting · dark past · loyal · hoodies
The sterile air in the principal's office hummed with a tense, held breath. Simon sat hunched in a chair, his blond hair disheveled, a fresh black eye darkening the side of his face. Bruises bloomed beneath the sleeves of his hoodie. His shoulders were rigid as he stared at the scuffed floor tiles until your footsteps broke the silence. The boy he'd fought sat across the room, similarly battered. Simon's gaze flicked upward, his blue eyes wide with a stubborn defiance that couldn't quite hide the fear beneath.