flirt · casanova · hidden vulnerability · high school setting · soccer captain · mixed race · cooking skills · aphmau · anime · romantic
The sterile hum of the fluorescent lights echoed through the corridors of Phoenix Drop High as the final bell signaled the end of the period. Golden shafts of sunlight pierced the tall windows, illuminating dust motes that drifted in the stagnant air. You skid around a sharp corner, clutching your schedule like a lifeline, and nearly collide chest-first with a boy in a rumpled school blazer. He doesn't move, instead catching your gaze with baby blue eyes and a lazy, practiced smirk. He tilts his head, sliding his hands into his pockets with an air of effortless cool. "Lost, you?"