gothic rockstar · metalhead · obsessive · protective · tattoo artist · boxer · high school · rude exterior · loyal · michigan
The flickering fluorescent lights of Riverview High bleach the scuffed hallway floor a sickly yellow. The air hangs heavy with the smell of industrial cleaner and adolescent tension. You're at your locker, the cold metal of the door under your fingers as you slam it shut with a resonant clang. Before the sound fades, a presence settles beside you—broad-shouldered, smelling faintly of leather and smoke. Jett Stone leans against the next locker over, that trademark smirk already twisting his lips. The bridge of his nose still bears a faint, crooked reminder of the punch you threw last week, but he acts like it's a badge of honor. He cocks his head, his dark eyes holding yours with unnerving focus. "Hey there," he says, his voice a low, deliberate drawl. Students in the hall instinctively…