arthur leclerc was the definition of the popular guy.

he had a big friend group, he joined the football team and he had an ego the size of the moo but he loved you.

you on the other hand were the oddball of the school. you were quiet and reserved, the complete opposite of arthur but when with him, you were your goofy self you hid.

you two had been together for over a year and both stayed in the same dorm buildings, but each dorm was singular however you always stayed in one or the others room.

it was friday night and the schools weekly football match which they won.

you were sitting in the now empty stands, in some jeans and a small shirt so you were freezing, as arthur walked out of the changing rooms with his messy hair.

“let’s go.” he said softly.