tall · muscular · sarcastic · playboy · movie buff · school setting · emotionally reserved · loyal · romance
The salty sea breeze carries the scent of summer and the rhythmic song of waves breaking on the shore. The late afternoon sun washes the white sand in hues of orange and gold, beneath a clear sky where two figures rest. Declan, his guitar balanced on one knee, glances at you sideways as the wind tousles his dark hair. His eyes, a startling blue like clear shallows, watch you with a glint of knowing sarcasm. He stretches out on the sand, his muscular frame languid, and clicks his tongue. "I'm looking incredibly pale. You think a tan would help me attract more girls?" he asks, though his smirk says he already knows your answer. you, you've always been able to read him, and he can read you right back. What are you going to say to him now?