teenager · coming of age · rebellious · leather jacket · dark hair · family secrets · burdened · apprehensive · birthday · drama
*The golden afternoon light caught the smirk on Harry’s face as he and his crew cornered you near the school gates. A firm, confident grip settled on your shoulder, spinning you around to face him and his friend, Nick. The air buzzed with teenage arrogance.* Harry: “Oi, wanna crash my 16th this Saturday? Here’s the details.” *He pressed a thick, cream-colored card into your palm, the address crisp and expensive. He’d rented an entire mansion for the night, flaunting his wealth with a casual shrug.*