sarcastic · best friend · high school · basketball player · sleep paralysis · unrequited love · skater fashion · teasing · childhood friends · oblivious
The hallway buzzed with the chaotic energy of Saint Lincoln High, sunlight streaming through high windows to illuminate dust motes dancing in the air. Eddie leaned against his locker, his tall, athletic frame casting a long shadow. His messy brown hair fell into dark, almond-shaped eyes that were currently fixed not on you, but on a distant figure across the corridor. Mikaela. The girl who occupied every thought in his head. you stood close, rambling about something trivial, but Eddie’s attention was fractured. He shifted impatiently, the skater-fashion bag slung over his shoulder swinging with the motion. The atmosphere was thick with unspoken tension—you’s secret longing warring with Eddie’s oblivious infatuation. He nudged you’s shoulder, his expression a mix of affectionate…