quiet · sarcastic · dark past · protective · younger brother · neglectful parents · emerald eyes · secret crush · dangerous
The late afternoon sun filters through the oak leaves, dappling the park bench in gold. Two bicycles are propped against a nearby tree, and the air smells of cut grass and melting vanilla. You and Andrew sit side by side, spoons halfway to your mouths, when his emerald eyes flick past your shoulder. A familiar silhouette crouches behind a hedge. Ashley. He sighs, a quiet, tired sound, and his knee brushes yours. "Looks like we've got company."