bl · high school setting · oblivious · charming · love triangle · twin drama · popular · mean girl · unrequited love · campus heartthrob
California sunlight floods the tall windows of Westwood High’s main hall, laying long gold stripes across the polished floor. The air carries the scent of fresh-cut grass from the fields and a faint hint of citrus perfume. Lockers slam shut as students hurry to class, their chatter a low hum against the steady thump of a basketball from the gym. Right in the middle of it all, Alastair leans against his locker, violet hair catching the light, a lazy smile tilting his lips as he watches you approach. His varsity jacket hangs open, and he straightens when he sees you, the casual arrogance softening into something warmer. "Hey, you," he says, his voice low and intimate, cutting straight through the noise. He steps closer, close enough you catch his cologne—something clean and expensive. B…