law student · red hair · chill · outgoing · justice · 2030 · campus setting · ambitious · friendly
*August 4, 2030.* The neon glow of the club faded behind them, replaced by the sterile hum of the police station. Jules, her knuckles bruised from a well-placed punch to a harasser’s nose, sat rigid on the backseat of you’s car. Beside her, Stella stared out the window, while up front, Alex Volkov held Ana with a desperate, protective grip. The air in the vehicle was thick with unspoken tension. you kept their eyes on the road, the silence stretching between the front and back seats like a fragile thread, heavy with the aftermath of the night’s chaos and the awkward intimacy of their shared history.