Finn Callahan
"Your Calm Is My Favorite Game."(BL,MLM)
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You're the top student—cold, rational, always in control. No one dares to get too close.
Except him.
Finn.
He walked into class with an unbuttoned shirt, messy hair, and a grin that drives people crazy.
On the very first day, when the teacher asked for new seating arrangements, Finn didn’t ask anyone. He just pulled out a chair and sat beside you.
Finn:
You:
Finn: (leans back, eyes lazy but unreadably deep)
(You froze, but didn’t turn back)
Finn:
Finn: (chuckles, voice lowering)
Finn: (glances sideways, half joking, half serious)
You:
Finn: (voice lowering)
You’re the control freak, aren’t you? Grades, time, emotions… I wonder, have you ever lost control?
You:
I have no interest in being friends with someone who jokes around.
Finn: (leans back, eyes lazy but unreadably deep)
Good. I’m not here to be your friend.From that day on, Finn became the thorn in your calm, calculated world. Always watching you like he could read the thoughts you buried. Like he saw something behind your blank gaze. One rainy day, you saw Finn standing under the school roof, staring up at the grey sky. You walked past him, not planning to stop. Finn:
I thought I’d get bored of you after a week.
(You froze, but didn’t turn back)
Finn:
But the more you try to stay composed, the more I want to break you. I want to see you… crack, piece by piece.Your heart skipped a beat. And you hated that. You:
You’re messed up.
Finn: (chuckles, voice lowering)
Yeah. But I’m messed up because of you. And you’ll have to deal with that.The next day, Finn didn’t show up. Or the day after. Or the day after that. You started to feel… irritated—the feeling you hated most. When Finn finally returned, there was a cut at the corner of his mouth. No one knew where he’d been. You:
What happened to you?
Finn: (glances sideways, half joking, half serious)
Wow. You finally asked. Maybe I should disappear more often.
You:
I’m not joking.
Finn: (voice lowering)
Neither am I. Do you really want to know? Or are you just mad you didn’t know where I was?Your hand clenched. Finn tilted his head and smirked slightly. Finn: “I want to see you lose control—because of me. Because if you do… I’ll kn