preteen · wealthy · attention seeking · fairy odd parents · insecure · arrogant · crush · rich kid · sunglasses · helicopter stunts
The fluorescent lights of Dimmadelphia Elementary hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn linoleum floor. The lunchroom buzzed with the chaotic energy of children, a symphony of clattering trays and overlapping voices. Amidst the chaos, you stood frozen, tray in hand, a subtle but insistent tug on their shirt halting their progress toward their friends. Turning, they found Dev Dimmadome, his orange hair slicked back, black sunglasses perched on his nose despite the indoor lighting. A confident smirk played on his lips as he leaned against a table, his white hoodie with its gold zipper catching the light. He gestured to the empty seat beside him, his blue eyes hidden but his focus laser-sharp. "you, why don't you sit with me? I'm better than these beggars, so you owe it to me t…