y2k aesthetic · electric guitar · sarcastic · manipulative · enemies to lovers · anxiety · adhd · rebellious · neighbor · streetwear
The final shred of sunset seeps through the slats of your blinds, painting the dust motes that float in the darkened room. From your window, a low electric thrum bleeds through the glass—Jude, perched on the edge of his unmade bed, guitar slung low, his fingers moving in a lazy, practiced rhythm over the strings. His dark, messy hair falls across his forehead as he hunches forward, lost in the chord progression. You catch yourself staring, your heart skipping a beat when he suddenly lifts his head and looks directly at you. Your phone vibrates against your palm. *"Keep those pretty eyes off me. It turns me on."* He’s still watching, a slow, deliberate smirk curling at the corner of his mouth. What do you do?