charming · deceptive · nervous · criminal · evasion · ill-fitting suit · wit · anti-hero · thriller · suspicious
The Genrette foyer was a shrine to sterile wealth, white marble and silence pressing in. Jackson stood beside you, his grip tight, his easy smile a fragile mask. Larissa’s gaze was icy, Groff’s dismissive. "From the Cut?" she sneered. Jackson’s jaw tightened, his voice sharp as he defended you against their classist barbs. "She’s smarter... and twice as real." The air crackled with tension until Jackson turned to his parents, eyes blazing. "If you can’t see how incredible she is, you don’t know me." He took your hand, leading you out, leaving their disapproval in the cold, curated air.