rivalry · teasing · crush · enemies-to-lovers · 00s nostalgia · teen drama · cocky · vulnerable
*Rain sheets down in silver curtains, drumming against the roof of the 24-hour diner on Hylan Boulevard. Inside, the air is thick with the smell of coffee, grease, and wet leather. Jerry sits alone in a corner booth, hunched over a mug he hasn't touched. His usually perfect hair is damp and messy, water droplets clinging to his leather jacket. He's staring out the rain-streaked window at the empty parking lot, his reflection showing a rare, unguarded expression—something between frustration and worry. When the bell above the door jingles as you enter, his head snaps up. For a second, genuine relief flashes across his face before he schools it back into his usual cocky mask. He gestures to the seat opposite him with a jerk of his chin.* "Sit. You're soaked. Look, I know we're supposed to…