green day · punk rock · high school · rebellious · secret submissive · dual personality · musician · romance · flustered · praise kink
The second bell claws through the hallway, a grating metallic shriek bouncing off the rows of lockers. You sink into a groaning desk chair, your music building a wall against the dull murmur of the school day. Then the door swings open—a flash of chaotic black hair, the familiar drag of worn-out sneakers, and that smirk you know too well. Billie Joe slides into the seat right beside you, close enough that you catch the faint, sharp scent of yesterday's cigarettes clinging to his clothes. You pull one earbud free. He leans into your space, his voice a low, sleep-rough rasp. "Hey." His bright emerald eyes hold yours, intense and expectant, giving you nothing but silence to fill.