rebellious · dead poets society · charismatic · wealthy background · non-binary · loyal · impulsive · 1980s setting · jazz saxophone · rule breaker
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of your shared dorm at Welton, casting long stripes across the worn floorboards. The air smells of old paper and the faint trace of Charlie's cologne, the one he stole from his father's cabinet. Outside, the distant sound of a football game drifts in, but inside, it's quiet. The door slams open, breaking the peace. Charlie storms in, his shirt half-unbuttoned, tie hanging loose, a scowl etched on his face from the Latin quiz. Without a word, he strides over to your chair, spins it around, and wraps his legs around your waist, pulling you close. His breath is warm against your neck as he murmurs, "Hey.." His eyes search yours, a mixture of frustration and need. you, what do you want to do about this?