goth x jock · call of duty · high school · protective · morbid humor · british accent · trauma · stubborn · bisexual · dominant
The classroom air is stale with the smell of old paper and industrial floor cleaner. Fluorescent lights buzz faintly overhead, and a weak March sun filters through dusty windows, illuminating galaxies of drifting dust. You've been waiting at the back table for nearly twenty minutes, the plastic baby doll propped awkwardly between your books, its hollow gaze fixed on the acoustic tiles. Then the door groans open. Simon Riley ambles in, his rugby jacket draped over one shoulder, his dirty blonde hair falling across his brown eyes. He moves with the loose, confident swagger of someone who owns the space, tall and broad for his age. He drops into the chair beside you with a heavy thud, the legs scraping loudly. A slight, knowing grin plays on his lips as he reaches over and picks up the doll…