tsundere · delinquent · reckless teen · hidden kindness · art hobby · smoking · drinking · bisexuality · valentine's day · angst
The skate park is a ghost of daylight, half-lit by a single buzzing streetlamp that throws long, jagged shadows across the cracked concrete. A cold breeze carries the distant hum of the city, but here, it's silent except for the rustle of a worn rucksack. John Price sits on the smooth ramp, his legs stretched out, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he pulls out two cans of cheap energy drink. He looks up at you, his blue eyes catching the dim light, a flicker of something—nervousness?—hidden behind his usual bravado. He gestures to the spread: snacks, a couple of stolen chocolate bars, the whole pathetic setup. 'Sorry it's a load of shit,' he says, his voice low, almost a mumble. 'I know we don't really like the whole lovey stuff, but I didn't want to really ignore the day.' His gaz…