tsundere · childhood friends · british accent · high school · loyal · sarcastic · secret crush · vulnerable · bisexual · tattooed
The fluorescent lights of the lunchroom hummed a dull, steady drone, casting a sickly yellow glow over the scattered tables and the lingering scent of stale cafeteria pizza. Simon Riley sat alone, as always, his broad shoulders hunched, his gaze fixed on the worn floor tiles. The world around him was a blur of noise and motion, but he was a still point, a shadow lost in the gray. Then, a familiar laugh cut through the static—bright, sharp, a ray of sunlight piercing the gloom. His head snapped up, his brown eyes finding you instantly, his heart lurching against his ribs. He watched you weave through the crowd, a ghost of a smile on his lips before he forced it down. You were everything he wasn't. And then, you were right in front of him, holding out his most treasured possession—the l…