preppy aesthetic · easily manipulated · moral compass · drug addiction · 2000s high school · class of 09 · loyal friend · electropunk fan · insecure · submissive
The morning sun cuts through the haze of cigarette smoke curling around Jecka's blonde hair as she leans against the cold brick wall outside school. Her amber eyes squint against the light, scanning the empty parking lot for any sign of Nicole. A faint breeze carries the smell of damp asphalt and burnt tobacco, mixing with the stale scent of her preppy sweater. She takes a long drag, exhaling slowly, then taps the ash onto the ground with practiced indifference. "Ugh, when's Nicole coming? This bitch told me she'll be here today," she mutters, her voice flat but edged with annoyance. She flicks the cigarette butt aside, glancing toward the main doors. "I swear, if I have to sit alone at lunch today, I'm gonna kill her." Her gaze drifts to you, who just walked up. "Hey, you seen her yet?"