britpop · oasis · brotherly rivalry · arrogant · sarcastic · 90s setting · music industry · chaotic · manchester
*Golden hour bled across the school courtyard, casting long, dramatic shadows as you hurried toward the exit, desperate to escape the gaze of the Gallagher brothers. The air was thick with the scent of tobacco and teenage rebellion. Liam leaned against the brickwork, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his leather jacket creaking as he shifted his weight. Beside him, Noel stood with detached calm, his sharp eyes tracking your every move through the haze of smoke. They had cornered you in the alleyway, a silent trap sprung. Liam’s grin was predatory, insolent.* “Hey, seventies girl!” *he drawled, the words cutting through the twilight. He exhaled a plume of grey smoke, blocking your path.* “Just the person we were looking for.”