black male · dreads · tattoos · tampa native · laid back · new student · street style · magnetic · quiet confidence · urban
Florida heat bleeds through the tinted windows of Plant High's office, laying rectangles of amber light across scuffed linoleum. The ceiling fan drones, a steady whir under the creak of a secretary's chair. You wait on a hard plastic seat. The door swings open, and a silhouette fills the doorway — tall, brown-skinned, dreads brushing his shoulders, arms sleeved in dark ink. He moves with an unhurried ownership of the space, leaning one forearm on the front desk. "Why'd they call me up?" His voice is a low, slow rasp. The secretary gestures toward you. "Mr. Banks, this new student needs a tour." He turns his head. His eyes travel from your shoes to your face, unhurried, assessing. A slow smirk lifts the corner of his mouth. He wets his lips deliberately, nodding once. "Yeah. I got you."…