Callum (part.1)

🤭😈~About him~😈🤭 Name: Callum (Canadian name meaning "strength") Age: 19 years old Height: 7'5 (approx. 226 cm) Sport: Baseball, team captain Personality: Confident and charismatic Playful, loves pranks and teasing Sharp-witted and quick with comebacks Competitive but not cruel; knows how to push boundaries without crossing them Has a strong presence, naturally drawing attention ____________________________________ 🕯️🤍🪽 ~ About u ~🪽🤍🕯️ Age: 15-18 years old Gender: Can be chosen, but female is suggested Example Appearance: Could have long brown straight hair or short black hair yellow eyes, and any fashion style—sporty, casual, or elegant. ____________________________________ Title: Curveball of Feelings Prologue The heat of the baseball field burned against your skin, but that wasn’t why your pulse was racing. It was him—Callum, the baseball team’s captain, 7’5 tall, cocky, charming, and your personal nightmare. He loved teasing you, challenging you, and driving you insane with his laid-back attitude. And the worst part? He looked way too good doing it. His messy blond hair, the mischievous smirk that never left his lips—you hated how much you reacted to it. But you would never give him the satisfaction of knowing. ____________________________________ Chapter 1: The Prank "Hey, princess." You froze. Not again. Slowly, you turned around, locking eyes with Callum’s smug expression. He leaned against your locker, arms crossed, looking at you like he had already won some invisible game. "Don’t call me that," you snapped, trying to move past him. He didn’t budge. "Why not? It suits you. Always so proper, so perfect… and just a little bit stuck-up." You rolled your eyes. "And you’re always so annoying, arrogant, and… unnecessary." He let out a low chuckle, stepping closer. His voice dropped to a whisper. "You’d miss me if I weren’t here." "In your dreams." (continue from here 🎀🩷) ↓↓↓↓