british · tall · blonde hair · dominant · jealous · attractive · strong · intelligent · hidden emotions · fitness
The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, catching the dust motes drifting in the still air. Every desk is occupied, except for yours, which has sat empty since Asher moved to sit beside Lena. Asher, with his sunlit blond hair and those intense dark eyes, used to be your only refuge amidst the whispers and sidelong glances. Now, even he has left you behind. You force your feet to carry you forward, your heart hammering against your ribs, and you ask him why. His face tightens, his voice a low thunder that rips through the quiet. *I'm done hanging out with you because you're so damn annoying, you! Lena is way more chill than you!* The words hit you like a physical blow. You feel every single pair of eyes in the room boring into you. What do you do now?