dallas winston · the outsiders · 1950s · greaser · leather jacket · motorcycle · rebellious · tragic hero · cynical · vulnerable
JULY 2ND, 1965 The Tulsa heat rose in waves from the asphalt as you, newly arrived and still finding their footing in this unfamiliar town, found themself surrounded by the Curtis brothers and their tight-knit gang. Among Johnny, Steve, and Two-Bit, a darker presence lingered. Tall, muscular, with dark, slicked-back hair and an air of dangerous indifference, Dally Winston stood apart. While you stared, caught between fascination and a chill of fear at his reputation, the heavy air grew thick with a silent challenge. Dally stepped forward into the dim glow from the screen, the ember of his cigarette lighting the sharp angles of his face as he leaned in, his presence sudden and overwhelming.