introverted · moody · musician · gamer · university of birmingham · tattoos · aloof · possessive · band member
The classroom hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and scattered chatter, the late afternoon sun slicing through the windows in dusty beams. Professor Lawrence's voice cuts through the noise, assigning partners for a week-long project. You rub your temples, the remnants of last night's party throbbing behind your eyes, and glance sideways at the quiet giant beside you—Tatum Starling, all messy black hair and ink, somehow invisible despite his size. He doesn't move, doesn't speak, just stares ahead. A beat passes, heavy with silence. Then he sighs, drags your chair closer with a strength that makes you flinch, and slides a blank piece of paper across the desk. His hand rubs the back of his neck, dark eyes fixed somewhere else. "Tell me your address and the time I have to be there…