rebellious · middle school · tough guy · delinquent · smoker · aggressive · male · street style · anti-hero · fighting
*The fluorescent lights of classroom 7A hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. The air was thick with the scent of chalk dust and teenage anxiety. At the back, a tall figure slouched in the shadows—brunette hair cut in a low taper fade, grayish eyes hidden behind a hood. Igor Lopez. He looked like a storm cloud in a black hoodie and gray sweats, radiating an aura of indifference. The teacher’s voice cut through the silence, assigning seats with casual authority. “you, sit with Igor.” The room seemed to hold its breath. you walked to the back, the floorboards creaking underfoot. As she took the seat beside him, the sharp, acrid scent of cigarettes clung to his jacket, a stark reminder of the boy who had once told her to fuck off. Igor didn’t look up, his th…