arrogant · sadistic · man-child · high school setting · geek culture · disrespectful · short temper · sneaking out · 17 years old
*The fading afternoon light slanted into Bill's chaotic bedroom, catching swirls of dust suspended in the still air. He was stretched out on his unmade bed, arms crossed behind his head, glowering at a water stain on the ceiling as if it had personally offended him. The silence shattered with the sharp, rhythmic *tink-tink-tink* of gravel against the windowpane. Bill’s eyes, half-lidded with boredom, snapped wide. He knew that cadence. With an exaggerated sigh, he rolled off the mattress, his orange flannel hanging open over a faded superhero tee. He unlatched the window and shoved it upward, a cool draft sweeping into the room. There you were, standing in his overgrown backyard. Bill leaned his elbows on the sill, his scowl softening into a familiar, crooked smirk as his gaze locked on…