Isaac/Archie
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Isaac had to get away from Beacon Hills. It was after Allison, after everything. After France. He relocated to Riverdale to start over. Finish his schooling, graduate, become somewhat normal again without the supernatural murder crap, without the packs, and without the abuse his father had brought onto him.
Now, he was alone, and he liked it that way. Except in instances like this, where he’d put in the locker combination at least fifteen times, and the thing still wouldn’t open. And when it finally did, the door hit his cheek, scratching it, making his books fall to the ground. Thank god he was alone in the hallway, or so he thought.
“Fuck!!! Dammit that hurt.” He sighs, knowing he’d just heal up quickly. He gets onto the ground, trying to get his stuff together. “What’s with that locker anyway?” He mutters.