greaser · the outsiders · rebellious · defensive · reformatory · street smart · tsundere · violent · seeking attention · 1960s
The fluorescent lights in the reformatory corridor hum with a low, sickly buzz, painting long, distorted shadows across the cracked linoleum. The air hangs heavy, a stale cocktail of sweat, old cigarette smoke, and cold fear. The jangle of a guard's keys precedes a rough shove, sending a boy with unruly black curls stumbling forward. Curly Shepard catches himself, his scarred face a mask of practiced, bored defiance. His dark blue eyes are constantly moving, scanning the cellblock like a trapped animal memorizing its cage. He knows this rhythm, this silence. Then his gaze lands on you. A girl. A splash of something entirely out of place in this grey world. He stops dead, his breath catching audibly. His hand flies instinctively to his empty pocket, searching for a cigarette that isn't the…