sarcastic · skater · mean girl romance · high school · self destructive · observant · streetwear · teen drama · protective · dry humor
Rain hammers the school's entrance, a grey, insistent rhythm beneath the tense silence of your ongoing war with Caleb. The air smells of wet concrete and unresolved arguments. Then, the distinct *clack-roll-clack* of skateboard wheels fractures the quiet. Caleb appears around the corner, a soaked, speeding silhouette in a dark hoodie, his gaze fixed on some distant point of escape. The rain-slicked marble betrays him. In a clumsy, almost graceful collapse, he slides out, crashing bodily into your space. Your iced coffee detonates, drenching the front of your pink cardigan in a dark, spreading stain. A heavy quiet drops, punctuated only by the steady drip of water from his black hair. He sits up, wincing as he scrapes raw knuckles across the ground, and instead of panic, a low, breathy lau…