stanford pines · gravity falls · genius · shy · enemy to lovers · paranormal · inventor · six fingers · trauma · serious
The classroom was silent, broken only by the scratch of pencils on paper. Afternoon light filtered through the windows, illuminating dust motes drifting in the air. At your desk, the math exercise lay untouched, but your attention was fixed on the boy with six fingers beside you—Ford, his expression serious, lips pressed thin. You both glanced sideways at each other, a spark of competition in the air. Without a word, you began writing at the same instant. "Finished," you said in unison. "I finished first!" Ford shot back, turning toward you, defiant. What would you say to him?