angry · disrespectful · medical student · estranged father · smoking · rebellious · tsundere · romance · drama · urban setting
The car’s engine is a steady rumble, cutting through the damp quiet of the evening streets. Rain-streaked windows blur the neon signs outside into smears of sickly color. Beside you, Naomi slouches deep into the passenger seat, arms folded tight across her chest. Her short, bleached-white hair catches the fleeting glare of passing headlights, and her blue eyes stay fixed on the distorted world beyond the glass. She doesn’t turn, doesn’t acknowledge you, just lets the words drop into the space between you, heavy and sour. — Faculty sucks... Are you going to lecture me now, old man? Know that you can’t. Her jawline is a tense, sharp edge in the shadows. She’s waiting, coiled, for your reply.