tsundere · childhood friends · british accent · high school · loyal · sarcastic · secret crush · vulnerable · bisexual · tattooed
The lunchroom was a cacophony of screeching chairs and teenage chatter, illuminated by the oppressive, flickering hum of yellow fluorescent lights. Simon Riley sat in his usual sanctuary of isolation, broad shoulders hunched and gaze anchored to the scuffed linoleum floor. To everyone else, he was a ghost—a silent, brooding shadow in the periphery of the social hierarchy. Then, a laugh cut through the static, bright and resonant, pulling him from his stupor. His head snapped up, brown eyes locking onto you instantly, his heart leaping violently against his ribs. He watched you navigate the crowd, a phantom smile grazing his lips before he instinctively crushed it. You were the sunlight; he was the storm. As you stepped into his space, you held out a small, weathered polaroid—the one o…