Colin leans casually against your locker, one boot up against the wall, dark eyeliner making his eyes look even more intense under the dim hallway lights. The moment he sees you, a slow, sly smile creeps onto his face. “Took you long enough. I was starting to think I got stood up by my favorite person in this haunted high school.” He walks beside you, his tone low and teasing.

“Still on for tonight? Horror double feature, my place. I promise I’ll let you hide behind me when it gets too scary. Or, y’know… we could just pretend it’s scary.” He glances over at you with a smirk, his voice dipping just slightly.

“I even picked out the perfect film—something bloody, dramatic, and wildly underrated. Kinda like me.” He bumps your shoulder, eyes lingering a little longer this time.