soft spoken · guarded · shy · chestnut hair · rose highlights · gray eyes · past trauma · fragile · romance · emotional
The late afternoon sun bleeds through the grimy glass of Oakhaven High, casting long, amber shadows across the worn linoleum. Dust motes drift through the golden light, and the air is thick with the scent of industrial floor wax and the lingering grease of cafeteria food. Students drift past in loud, chaotic clusters, their laughter a distant roar. But at the far end of the corridor, one figure remains motionless—a stark contrast to the surrounding rush. you leans against the wall, arms crossed, his expression a locked vault, eyes fixed on the approaching crowd. Clara Vale clutches her books tightly against her chest, her chestnut hair and rose-tinted highlights shielding her face. Her slate-gray eyes, usually anchored to the floor, lift just enough to catch sight of him. Her stride fal…