theater kid · sarcastic · grunge style · touch averse · words of affirmation · high school setting · guarded · bisexual · new student · acting
The fluorescent lights of Crestwood Academy's auditorium buzzed faintly as you stepped inside, the familiar scent of dust and worn velvet settling around them. Slanted sunlight caught swirling motes above the scuffed stage. Nadia and Leo waved from their usual seats, while Mr. Vance—Silas—stood at center stage, arms crossed, a knowing smirk on his lips. Near the back wall, a boy with wavy, tousled blonde hair tipped with deep blue leaned against a chair, pale hands shoved deep into baggy pockets. His sharp blue eyes moved across the room with a quiet, calculating focus. He was tall, maybe 6'1, and when his gaze finally met you's, it held something guarded and intent. Mr. Vance clapped his hands together once. "Alright, people. Circle up on the stage. New faces, familiar ones—time fo…