black hoodies | muke au

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"Hey Luke." Nicole and her friend sing and Luke looks up from his maths book. "Oh, hi." He nods before looking back down and they giggle, closing in on him.

"Luke, we know who you like." They tell him and he goes bright red. "How do y-" He stammers but they interrupt him. "It's Vicky Bennet, isn't it?"

They tease and Luke takes a breath of relief. "No, I don't like her." He informs them and they frown. "We will find out who you like!"

They assure before trotting off back to their desk and Luke sighs.

He looks out the top floor window and sees his actual crush just walking into school, nodding his head to music from his headphones.

No one really noticed Michael, and he tried to keep it that way. Black clothing was his best friend and it hid his unnaturally coloured hair.

So he walked in every day, with his oversized black hoodie with the hood up, black skinny jeans and black sneakers with his lunch in his black bag (to avoid going to the lunch hall) and his earphones firmly in his ears.

Luke had noticed him though.

The way he whispered snarky comments in class to what a teacher had said, the way he walked with little shuffles, the way he came with a small, smart pencil case to avoid asking for pencils but just one pencil so no one could ask him for one.

Luke has the biggest crush on him, but he didn't have any social medias for Luke to stalk.

All he knew about him was that he was called Michael Clifford and he liked Garbage's music, evidently by the Garbage bomber jacket he wears on cold days.

The classroom door opened and Michael came in and dropped a note on the teacher's desk, he had chosen a time everyone was busy and talking so they wouldn't look up at him.

He sat in his desk behind Luke's and took his one pencil out and opened his maths book. Luke smiled to himself and the boy next to him nudged him with a smirk.

"Got a girl on your mind?" He jeered and Luke smiled. "No, I don't."