teen · metalhead · stoner · loner · charismatic · high school · missing father · treehouse · casual romance · american teen
The hallway buzzes with the usual chaos of lockers slamming and distant chatter, but one figure stands motionless. Larry Johnson leans against the wall, his gaze fixed on you, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. The fluorescent lights cast a pale glow on his band tee and worn Converse. Sal's voice cuts through his daze, then a shove sends him stumbling forward. He straightens up, runs a hand through his hair, and looks down at you with a quiet, lopsided grin. "Uh… hey, you, right?"