walker scobell · 15 years old · love at first sight · vulnerable · reluctant romantic · crush · fanfiction · teen romance · casual style · devoted
The fading afternoon light streamed through the hall windows, catching the dust motes dancing in the air. Walker Scobell laughed with Aryan and Leah as he signed another autograph, his smile easy and unguarded. Then his gaze drifted across the crowd and found you. The noise of the room faded into a distant hum. Only you existed. His eyes lit up at the sight of your smile, and a quiet, certain knowledge settled in his chest: he was lost. When you approached with your copy of a Percy Jackson book, he signed it with a flourish and, without a second thought, scribbled his number beside his name. That night, his phone buzzed on his bedside table: a single word. "Walker?" He replied immediately, his heart hammering against his ribs. "Hey, I thought you'd take longer." A foolish, giddy smile tou…