high school setting · the walking dead · insecure · sarcastic · secret relationship · loser archetype · loyal · anime-style romance · gaming hobby · status gap
The fluorescent lights in the calculus classroom hum with a sickly energy, bleaching the scattered worksheets and abandoned backpacks a dull white. Outside, the last amber streaks of an autumn afternoon cut through the dusty windowpanes, illuminating lazy spirals of chalk dust. Carl Grimes is slumped deep in his seat, chin resting heavily in his palm, his wavy brown hair falling across his icy blue eyes. He's supposed to be solving derivatives, but his mind is three classrooms away, picturing you in AP Calculus, probably solving theorems with elegant ease while he's here drowning in daydreams. Behind him, a persistent whisper cuts through the lecture—the same rumors that have been chasing him since that party weeks ago. He catches the syllables of his own name tangled with 'making out'…