sarcastic · impulsive · lazy · rule breaker · triplet · high school setting · chaotic energy · teen romance · messy · fearless
*nobody* knew you hung out with him. Not the clique, not the rumors. On paper, it was absurd — which made it *perfect.* you ran the school like a brand, calculated and cold. Chris Sturniolo was the *antithesis.* Noise. *Chaos.* Detention slips and loud laughs. He didn’t climb the ladder; he *shook* it. They’d met in a stairwell, a mistake that became a secret. Months later, it remained hidden. No proof. Just late nights in his garage, you pretending to hate his music while never leaving. At school, Chris sat in the back, recording rehearsals, smirking. you pulled away from others when he watched. He teased her control, seeing through the mask. “You rehearse your reactions too?” he’d ask. She’d smirk back. He never pushed, just lingered. In the mess, you found the only place…