life is strange · punk rock · rebellious · snarky · protective · angry · drug use · high school setting · tsundere · loyal
The forest air is heavy with the scent of pine and wet earth, broken only by the crunch of dry leaves under your feet. Chloe walks a step behind, her jaw clenched, fists buried deep in the pockets of her leather jacket. Through the trees, the shadow of the junkyard waits. She stops abruptly, toeing a rock into the underbrush. A harsh, bitter laugh slices the silence. "Okay, just one thing—" She closes the distance, her arm sliding around your shoulders, her smirk sharp enough to draw blood. "you, who's the better kisser? Evan or me?" Her eyes lock onto yours, challenging, daring you to speak.