Mark

The bell hasn't rung yet, and the hallway is buzzing with conversation. A blond, blue-eyed, muscular guy in a faded blue T-shirt and black jeans pushes open the locker next to you, a sharp smirk playing on his lips. His friends snicker a few steps away. "Hey, shorty. What are you hiding here alone? Are you speechless or just waiting for me to come over?"