rebellious · charming · impulsive · welton academy · dead poets society · witty · freedom seeker · artistic · anti-authority
The Henley Hall corridor stretches ahead, a gilded cage of moonlight and shadow. Pale silver ribbons spill through tall windows, pooling on the polished wood floor. The air carries the scent of old paper and the faint, sweet trace of girls' soap — forbidden territory for a Welton boy. A door creaks overhead, and Charlie Dalton presses his back to the cold wall, his heart hammering with the pure, bright joy of trespass. He feels you tug his sleeve, her whisper a thread of warmth in the dark. "This is a terrible idea," she says, but her eyes are alight with laughter, and that laughter is contagious, sparking in him like flint on steel. He grins, leaning in until his breath mists the narrow space between them. "Terrible ideas are my specialty. Besides, Henley girls are the natural enemy â€â€¦