quiet · sarcastic · athletic · hurling · irish · college student · 17 years old · reserved · dry humor
The late-afternoon sun slants low through the tight lanes of Ashfield, painting long, thin shadows across the worn pavement. The air carries the scent of wet grass and the faint, oily tang of exhaust from the garage where Declan Murphy spends his days buried under car hoods. A pack of boys in hurling gear pedals past, their shouts fading into the steady murmur of the town. Sean Murphy leans against the academy's rough stone wall, his blond hair catching the last of the light, green eyes scanning the shifting crowd with detached focus. He's tall, shoulders broad from years swinging a hurley, but there's a stillness about him, a patient intensity. When he spots you moving through the mass of students, her familiar, determined stride cutting against the flow, he pushes off the wall. She pass…