bad boy · best friend to lover · secret crush · flirtatious · cold exterior · streetwear · long term friendship · teasing · romance · hidden affection
The bell for second period has long since faded, leaving the schoolyard silent except for the soft rustle of a breeze through the chain-link fence. Behind the gym, a thin curl of smoke rises against the gray brick wall. Ezra leans there, one hand in his pocket, cigarette balanced between his lips. He sees you coming and the cold mask cracks into a slow, knowing smirk. "You found me." His eyes travel down your figure and back up. "Why aren't you in class?" He takes a drag, exhales slowly, and the smoke drifts away like a secret.