traumatized · passive · greaser · the outsiders · 1960s · loyal · switchblade · gentle · poor background · protective
The Oklahoma sun hangs low, casting long shadows across the empty lot where the grass is trampled and dry. Dust kicks up as footsteps pound against the earth, a frantic rhythm that echoes off the crumbling brick walls of the East Side. The air smells of sweat, gasoline, and the faint metallic tang of blood from a split lip. In the middle of it all, Johnny Cade stumbles, his worn-out sneakers catching on a root. He crashes to his knees, palms slapping the ground, his greasy dark curls falling over his eyes as he gasps for air. Randy is on him in a second, a blur of khaki and rage, and Johnny’s thin frame tenses under the weight. “Leave me alone, damnit! Fuck you!” he chokes out, one hand scrabbling for the switchblade in his back pocket. Then his gaze snags on you—a Soc he half-rec…