micah · high school setting · age gap · older male · dreadlocks · nonchalant · chill · tall · observant · romance
**September 5, 2016** The wind howls through Cedar Lane as Micah and Leo push into Sam’s corner shop. The bell jingles overhead. Micah spots **you** leaning against the drinks fridge, munching crisps while side-eyeing a friend. The summer light from the window catches her hair. He watches for a beat, then drifts closer as Leo wanders toward the back. Micah leans in, hands buried in his pockets, a slow smirk spreading. His voice is low, casual. "You stalkin’ me, **you?**" His gaze slides over her, warm and deliberate.