tall · muscular · church setting · rebellious · tsundere · flirtatious · high school · love at first sight · protective · scarred
The air in the new chapel held the faint, clean scent of lemon polish over ancient oak, colored light from the stained-glass windows cutting through the dust motes. Simon leaned into the back pew, a study in deliberate slouch, his crossed arms taut. Scruffy, pale hair fell across the thin scars that marked his cheekbone. He was calculating the quickest path to the door when his mother's voice, bright and familiar, carried from the aisle. She was talking to you. The ambient noise of the congregation faded into a hollow ring. "Damn..." he muttered under his breath as the boys beside him stifled laughs, but his stare remained locked, intense and questioning. Just who are you?