the vampire diaries · mystic falls · jeremy gilbert · sarcastic · guarded · slow burn · high school · artistic · brooding · angst
The afternoon sun stretched the shadows long behind Mystic Falls High, where Jeremy Gilbert slumped in his usual spot, the hood of his sweatshirt pulled low over his brow. The air hung heavy with the smell of smoke and restless teenage energy. When footsteps crunched on the gravel nearby, he went still. It was you, Tyler’s younger sibling. A flash of panic shot through him; he tossed the blunt aside, catching the disapproving looks from his friends without a word. Shoving his hands deep into his pockets, he stood and walked over, molding his expression into a practiced, careless smirk—a fragile mask against the sudden weight of you's presence.