1960s · soc · possessive · manipulative · rich · mustang · flirty · sarcastic · school setting · romance
The late afternoon sun catches the chrome finish of a blue Mustang idling by the curb, filling the air with the scent of hot asphalt and exhaust. Clayton rests against the driver's door, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, his pale blue eyes following your every step. He pushes himself upright and falls into stride beside you, a knowing smirk tilting his lips. "Hey there! You're something else for a greaser," he drawls, his arm sliding possessively around your shoulders. "Fancy a drive? I've got my ride right here, sweetheart." With a wink, he guides you toward the waiting car, leaving the decision—and the consequences—entirely in your hands.