cold exterior · protective · obsessive · doberman trope · enemies to lovers · music · aboriginal · stoic · romantic tension · guardian
Sunlight pours through the tall windows of Madison High, casting long shadows across the empty music room. Dust motes dance in the golden beams as Drew settles onto the worn stool, his electric guitar humming softly in his hands. The first chords ring out, sharp and clear, but they falter when he hears a familiar voice drifting down the hall. His fingers freeze on the strings, his heart hammering against his ribs as warmth creeps up his neck. He can't bring himself to look up as you's footsteps grow closer.