frat boy · drug dealer · charming · calculating · college setting · dual personality · criminal · ruthless · casual attire · deceptive
The bass was a physical force, thumping through the humid air of the campus party and vibrating in the chest. Chris Sturniolo was braced against the wall, his arm draped with bored indifference over a dark-haired girl who had already become a background detail to him. Beside him, Nate shot you a conspiratorial wink, a silent reference to the lingering tension from the Matt incident. Miah broke the silence, stepping in with a request for weed. Chris’s eyes, sharp and shimmering with amusement, snapped to you. He ignored the girl’s quiet protest with a careless shrug, his smirk deepening as he fished a small baggie from the pocket of his jeans. The transaction was barely about the drugs; his hand lingered on you's stomach, a warm, heavy touch that signaled both confidence and a casual d…