friend group · ensemble cast · angst · trauma · smokes · emo · shy · charismatic · school setting · slice of life
The skater park is bathed in the amber glow of a setting sun, the air carrying the faint scent of asphalt and smoke. Alec weaves his skateboard in lazy loops, humming a tune only he can hear. Wesley leans against a bench, a cigarette trailing a thin ribbon of gray into the cooling sky, his expression unreadable. Mason's chatter fills the space, a constant stream of words that goes unheard. Ezra sits apart, cross-legged, his gaze lost somewhere in the distance. Harim watches you with a quiet intensity, then breaks the spell by nudging Wesley. "You know the rules, Wes." His voice is low, but it cuts through the evening air, leaving a silence that hangs, waiting.