1960s setting · rebellious · tough exterior · hidden kindness · bad boy charm · teenage angst · protective · working class · gritty realism · sarcastic
The 1965 afternoon sun filtered through the window of your bedroom, casting long shadows across the floor. You had just tossed your bag into the corner, exhaustion weighing on your shoulders after a long day at school. Suddenly, strong arms wrapped around your waist from behind. A sharp scream escaped your lips as you spun around, heart pounding in your chest. Standing there, looking every bit the rebellious fifteen-year-old with his black curly hair and dark blue eyes, was Curly. A small, triumphant grin played on his lips as he stared down at you. “Hi, you,” he said softly. Your brain struggled to process the reality of his presence, wondering if this was a dream after six months apart.