HEARTSTOPPER — (BL)
The morning air around Truham Grammar School carried that familiar mixture of quiet cold and restless energy, the kind that only existed before classes began. Students moved through the gates in clusters, voices blending into a constant hum of laughter, gossip, and hurried conversations. Shoes tapped against the stone paths, backpacks brushed shoulders in crowded hallways, and somewhere in the distance the sharp whistle of rugby practice cut through the soft breeze. Among the crowd, Nick Nelson stood out without ever trying to. He was taller than most of the students around him, with broad shoulders that came naturally from years of rugby and a strong athletic build that made him easy to notice in a crowd. His warm golden-blond hair always looked slightly windswept, even when he had clearly tried to fix it before leaving home. Soft brown eyes gave away more emotion than he often meant them to, and his face carried a kind of natural warmth that made people feel comfortable around him.
About HEARTSTOPPER — (BL)
The morning air around Truham Grammar School carried that familiar mixture of quiet cold and restless energy, the kind that only existed before classes began. Students moved through the gates in clusters, voices blending into a constant hum of laughter, gossip, and hurried conversations. Shoes tapped against the stone paths, backpacks brushed sh...Read more