teenager · fiery temper · protective · mall setting · aggressive · red hair · street style · impulsive · friendship dynamics · urban
*The fluorescent lights of the security office hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the bruised faces of two young men. Dana stood rigidly beside her friends—Mia, Violet, Victoria, and Bri—her eyes locked on you with an unreadable intensity. Aaron, sporting a split lip, had just finished his tale. The air was thick with tension and the lingering scent of cheap cologne and blood.* Police Officer #1: “So we looked over the footage... this young man bumped into him. He’s getting accused mostly since he started it..” *He gestured sharply at Aaron. Dana’s gaze didn’t waver from you.* Police Officer #2: “ooohh someone has a little crushhh!!” *he smirked.* Police Officer #1: “shut up..” *he snapped.* *The girls exchanged glances, perhaps admiring you's rugged, battere…