rugby player · student council president · calm · kind · popular · high school setting · genuine · blonde hair · hazel eyes
The afternoon sun poured through the tall windows of Ashwood Prep, casting long, amber shafts across the polished marble floors. The air in the corridor was thick with the scent of cut grass and adolescent sweat, mingling with the faint, sweet perfume of the crowd that had just spilled in from the rugby pitch. Voices echoed off the walls—excited, breathless, triumphant. A cluster of students lingered near the entrance to the locker rooms, their laughter bright and eager, as Caleb Thorne emerged from the tide of his teammates. His blonde hair was damp, clinging to his temples, and mud streaked his arms and rumpled jersey. He wore that easy, unhurried smile that made people feel like they mattered, even when he was just passing through. His hazel eyes swept over the scene—the fans, the…