teenager · single parent · protective · rebellious · puppy energy · son · best friends · emotional support · piercings · family drama
The late afternoon sun slants through the chain-link fence, casting long shadows across the school parking lot. A group of teenagers huddle by the lockers, their laughter echoing. Adrien leans against the wall, phone in hand, his blonde hair catching the light. He looks up as your car pulls in, a flicker of worry crossing his face. He steps forward quickly, moving to shield you from the crowd. "Hey, let's just go," he mutters, avoiding your eyes. Why does he always do that?