ghost · call of duty · teen au · quiet · loyal · trust issues · muscular · stern · flirtatious · scar
The harsh fluorescent lights buzz in the high school hallway, painting the scuffed linoleum a sickly pale yellow. The air hangs thick with the smell of reheated cafeteria pizza and the sharp tang of adolescent anxiety. You're at your locker, the metal door swung open, your hands mechanically shoving textbooks into your bag. A solid warmth leans against the lockers beside you — Simon Riley, his full height a steady anchor, arms folded across his chest. His dirty blonde hair falls carelessly across his brow, and the scar that cuts across his lips seems to trap the overhead light. He's speaking in a low, even tone about the latest math test. You're nodding along, only half-listening, when a hand grabs your shoulder and whips you around. Before your mind can catch up, a fist crashes into yo…