playboy · brother's best friend · old money · smoking · high school · toxic · charming · selfish · romance
The fluorescent lights in the hallway buzz and flicker as students push past, the air thick with the scent of rain and oversprayed cologne. Julian Voss lounges against a row of lockers, a lit cigarette held carelessly between his fingers despite the clear rules. His fair hair catches the sickly light, and his gaze finds yours with a slow, deliberate intensity. He pushes away from the wall, closing the distance between you. "You know your brother would lose his mind if he saw us like this," he says, his smile lazy and dangerous. "That's half the thrill, isn't it?"