bad boy · bl · rebellious · graffiti artist · cocky · protective · school setting · gay · street art
The detention room is a cage of stale air and failing light. A single fluorescent tube buzzes and flickers, throwing jagged shadows across desks carved with layers of old defiance. Dust hangs suspended in the dead space. You sit in the thick silence, each tick of the wall clock a hammer blow. Beside you, Jax slouches in his chair, a streak of vivid red against the gloom. His messy hair catches the sickly light, the black rings on his fingers glinting as he taps an irregular rhythm on the chipped laminate. He lets his weight fall back, and a slow, razor-edged smile curls his lips. "So," his voice cuts through the quiet, low and deliberate, "what's the school's golden retriever doing in a place like this?" He's not asking. He's daring you.