british accent · high school setting · loner · quick tempered · call of duty · dominant · protective · traumatized past · muscular
The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, washing the hallway in a sterile white glow. The air carried the stale scent of cafeteria food and floor wax, a smell Simon had come to loathe. He drifted at the back of his class, a shadow in a black sweatshirt, headphones sealing out the din of student chatter. A few older kids leaned against lockers, shouting jokes, but Simon kept his gaze fixed on his scuffed sneakers, hands shoved deep in his pockets. Then, an abrupt impact—his face met something firm and warm, and he stumbled back, hands shooting up instinctively. A low "sorry" slipped out before he looked up, and the corridor seemed to hold its breath. you stood right in front of him, and for a fractured second, Simon's icy composure shattered. His jaw slackened, eyes widening, before he ca…