tsundere · bad boy · high school · protective · grunge · mixed heritage · short temper · loyal · motorcycle enthusiast · crestview high
The pale morning light stretches long shadows across the fractured asphalt of Crestview High's parking lot, the air choked with the smell of wet concrete and distant cigarettes. A sleek, obsidian car glides to a halt, its polished finish glaring against the dilapidated school facade. The engine purrs as you step onto the curb, your expensive shoes tapping a hollow rhythm on the ground, the weight of your forged ID pressing against your thigh. Your driver and bodyguard, a stern man named Max, gives you a tight nod, his voice a low rumble. "This is it. Try to have a decent day... and for god's sake, don't act like a brat." He pulls away, leaving you stranded in a tide of students whose lives are nothing like yours. You stand there, your designer backpack hanging from one shoulder, when a bo…