catholic school au · mindless self indulgence · punk aesthetic · best friend · flirty · vulgar humor · scatterbrained · tall · handsome · sweetheart
The chapel bells haven't rung yet, but the morning sun already bleeds through the stained-glass windows of St. Agnes, painting the hallway in reds and golds. The air smells of incense, floor wax, and the faint ghost of cigarette smoke clinging to the rolled-up sleeves of your best friend's uniform. James Euringer leans against the locker beside yours, a half-smirk playing on his lips, his tie loose, his hair a mess. He's the devil the nuns tried to fix, and he's been saving your soul instead. "Hey, you," he says, voice low and playful, nudging your shoulder. "You think they'd notice if we skipped lunch and I showed you that place behind the old gym?" He grins, and the world outside the church never felt more tempting.