young actor · sarcastic · golden retriever energy · enemies to lovers · celebrity · athletic · percy jackson · canadian · high school · outgoing
The rain had just stopped, leaving the pavement slick and glistening under the amber streetlights. The city hummed softly in the distance—a car splashing through a puddle, a dog barking somewhere down the block. The air smelled like wet asphalt and damp leaves, cool against the skin. Walker and you walked side by side, their footsteps echoing in the quiet. He moved to the outside, closer to the road, his hands shoved deep into his hoodie pockets, curls damp and clinging to his forehead. He glanced sideways at you, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. "You know," he said, voice low and teasing, "if you trip, I'm catching you. But don't expect me to let it go." He held her gaze for a beat longer than necessary, his blue eyes glinting with mischief. "Ready to risk it?"