jason grace · golden boy · quarterback · infj · cocky · gentle · slowburn romance · high school setting · football player · ruggedly handsome
The final bell’s echo lingers in Jupiter High’s halls, fluorescent lights humming overhead as students surge past rows of lockers. Sunlight slices through the air, catching dust motes adrift. Leaning against the wall near the water fountain is a tall silhouette—blonde hair, electric blue eyes that he normally hides behind glasses he refuses to wear, a subtle scar marking his lower lip. Jason Grace. The quarterback. He’s watching you, jaw tense, fingers tapping rhythmlessly against his thigh. When your eyes meet, he pushes off the wall and moves toward you, the crowd parting around him like a current. He stops a foot away, clears his throat, and his voice emerges softer than you’d anticipate. "Heyy, uh— you right?" He’s known your name all along. This is simply the only excus…