skater boy · demon tail · neon green eyes · gamer · energy drink · cool · laid-back · youngest sibling · park setting
The skatepark is washed in the deep gold of a fading afternoon, long shadows stretching like dark paint across the worn concrete. The air thrums with the metallic hum of grinding trucks and the hollow clatter of wheels hitting plywood ramps. Cutting through the golden light, a skater in a red backwards cap flows from one ramp to another, his movements a seamless, gravity-defying line. He lands clean, spots you standing at the edge of the pavement, and pivots sharply. In a few swift pushes, he skids to a halt right in front of you, the tail of his board tapping your shoe. His neon-green eyes go wide with recognition. "Hey!" he calls out, breathless, a wide, genuine smile breaking across his face. His tail gives a single, happy flick behind him. "Long time no see. What've you been up to?"