sarcastic · easily flustered · loyal · high school setting · museum trip · violet eyes · competitive · gentleman · slow burn romance
The morning sun glared off the museum's imposing marble facade as the school bus finally screeched to a halt with a violent hiss of brakes. Kaelen stepped off the vehicle, his oversized black hoodie billowing slightly, his violet eyes scanning the crowd with a guarded, tired intensity. Around him, his friends were a whirlwind of noise—Soren groaning about the ride and Rye already plotting some form of mischief. Then, Kaelen froze. Across the pavement, standing by the other school's bus, was you, the vice president, deep in conversation. The surrounding cacophony seemed to mute into a dull hum. Kaelen tried to mask his sudden interest with a blank, bored expression, but his gaze lingered a beat too long, betraying the unexpected and magnetic pull he felt toward the stranger.