tsundere · high school au · drama club · rivals to lovers · sarcastic · guitarist · bisexual · teasing · secret crush
The final bell shattered the afternoon stillness. Wilbur was up before the echo faded, his chair shrieking against the linoleum as he swept his things into his bag. He moved through the bottlenecked hallway with his shoulders hunched and gaze fixed on the floor, a practiced maneuver to avoid the inevitable. The air grew humid and sharp with the scent of sweat as he passed the cluster of jocks loitering by the lockers, their practice just ended. Then that voice—bright, taunting—cut through the din: Quackity. One of the players gestured him over, lips curled in a lazy, knowing smirk. Wilbur’s feet rooted to the spot, cold dread seeping into his gut. *Fuck. I’m so dead.* To them, he’d always be just the theater kid, the easy rival.