LOGINSean's POVI had sat still long enough. Whatever happened next in this classroom was going to happen with me involved in it, because the alternative; which was watching Trevor go down in front of a Cambridge scout while I stayed in my seat and did nothing … was not something I was willing to do.I stood up right away without giving it a second thought."This is not what it looks like, Ms Hearty." I said it clearly, reaching over to Trevor and helping him back down into his seat with one hand steady at his back."And you are?" Mr Benson asked, shifting his attention from Trevor to me with the specific interest of someone who had just watched something unexpected and wanted to understand the full picture."That is Sean Pierre." Ms Hearty answered before I had opened my mouth to respond, and there was a brightness in her voice that was specific to the mention of my name in certain contexts at this school. "The star quarterback."I returned the smile that came with the introduction. "Yeah
Sean's POVThe room had already shifted focus toward the front where Mr Benson was standing, which was the only thing currently working in our favour. I kept my eyes forward and kept my expression composed and let the scout's words register in the background while the majority of my attention was on the person sitting two feet to my left.Trevor was still flipping through the book. Slow and random, the kind of movement that had no specific destination behind it … his hands doing something while everything else in him was somewhere untethered. I watched it in my peripheral vision and tried to calculate how long we had before it became impossible to manage from the outside.‘My chance out of this town. And Trevor's too.’The thought arrived and then immediately ran up against the reality of the situation, which was that Trevor was sitting not far from a Cambridge scout looking like a person who was currently not in full possession of the controls.If he can keep his head on straight.Th
Trevor's POVI cannot explain what was happening to me.I had gotten to school, found my seat, done everything that was supposed to happen in the normal sequence of a school morning, and somewhere between sitting down and the first few minutes of class, something had stopped working. Not dramatically; it wasn't like a sudden thing. It was more like a slow drift, like the connection between my brain and the rest of my body had started to lose signal without me noticing until it was already gone.Everything went blurry. Not completely as I could still see shapes, people, the general shape of the classroom … but the edges of things had softened in a way that made focus feel like work. I could see Sean's mouth moving beside me and I could hear sound coming from the direction of his face but the words were not assembling themselves into anything that landed with meaning.I tried to reach toward him. I mean, I wanted to touch his face, something solid, or even something I could use as an an
Trevor's POVThe only person I wanted to talk to right now was Nadine. That was the clearest thought I had coming out of the Sean conversation. Although not a plan, and not a next step either, it was just the simple fact that I needed to be near the one person in this school who had never once made me feel stupid for being exactly who I was.I found her still working — gathering items from the floor and stacking them with the efficient, and cheerful energy she maintained even at the end of an evening that had been objectively chaotic."Hey, Trevor." She looked up the moment she heard me coming, that brightness already on her face. "This place looks great." She gestured around the hall, taking in the visible improvement from where the lock-in had been an hour ago. "I mean, considering."I looked around with her. She wasn't wrong after all. The decorations were back up, the floor was clear, the students who had been visibly impaired earlier were now operating at something much closer to
Trevor's POVThe moment I walked away from Sean, something in my chest went very quiet in the specific way that happened when you had been carrying a lot of noise for a long time and then the thing generating the noise just … stopped.Although, not necessarily because the pain was gone. But because you had run out of the energy required to feel it actively and your body had moved it somewhere lower and quieter where it could sit without demanding your immediate attention.I had never felt like this in my life. Not this specific combination of things. I had felt embarrassed before … deeply, publicly, in front of entire classrooms. You know, I had felt lonely before, the particular kind that came from being the most visible person in a room and still feeling like nobody actually saw you. I had felt angry before, the hot kind that moved fast and the cold kind that stayed.But this — I mean standing in the middle of a lock-in I had organised, tying things that needed tying, trying to make
Sean's POVAnna moved away from my side at some point and I let her go without marking the exact moment she left because my attention had already gone somewhere else. I found Trevor on the other side of the hall, bent over a pile of items that had shifted out of place during the chaos of the evening. So, he was working through them methodically the way he worked through everything … quiet, focused, doing what needed doing without making a production of it.I crossed the hall toward him.Honestly, I didn't have a plan for what I was going to say to him. I just needed to be close to him for a minute. You know, that was the most honest version of why I was walking in that direction."Do you need help?" I asked, getting close enough that I was speaking to him specifically and not the room.He raised his face the moment he registered my voice. The look that came with it was not the blank professionalism he used with people he was simply coordinating with. It was something more specific and
Trevor's POV"You thought I could hide what and what exactly did you catch?Point of correction… that boner wasn't about you. It's not like I can control it." I defended myself real quick.It came out more confident than I felt but I held the energy behind it. It was the cleanest exit I had and I n
Trevor's POV"Bye, Trevor." One of the students said it on their way out. I didn't even bother to look up to know who exactly that was because it was either Sean or any of his friends in my class, and I already understood it wasn't some sort of pleasantries. It was sarcasm… the kind with a smile be
Trevor's POVI found Max's words so insulting that something in me just snapped. And I knew better… I knew from experience that snapping back in this school never ended well for me. But backing down had never fetched me anything good either. Not for once and not in the entire time I had been a stud
Trevor's POV"Trevor, I want to have all of you in my mouth." Sean whispered against my ear, his voice so low it felt like it was meant only for the space between us. He closed the distance slowly and deliberately, like he had all the time in the world and knew exactly what he was doing with it. Th







