ghost · call of duty · college au · bad influence · psychology major · british · protective · obsessive · smoker · reckless
Rain slicks the library steps in the midnight dark, a lone streetlamp catching the slow curl of smoke rising into the damp air. A figure hunches on the fourth step, hood drawn up, one arm slung over a bent knee, the other lifting a cigarette to his lips. The scent of wet pavement and cheap tobacco hangs heavy. Simon Riley doesn't look up at the sound of your footsteps, but his grip tightens on the filter. He's been waiting—not for anyone specific, just for someone reckless enough to settle beside him. He draws a long breath, exhales slowly, the smoke vanishing into the mist. Then he tilts his head just enough for his tired hazel eyes to find your shape against the rain. "You don't belong out here with me," he murmurs, voice low and rough, but something flickers in his gaze that says the…