introverted · anxiety · bad boy · high school · video games · slow burn · protective · tattoos · blunt · family dynamics
The suburban silence of Boston was broken only by the crunch of gravel underfoot. you stood at the threshold of the Sturniolo residence, the air thick with the weight of a reckless decision. Across the yard, the house loomed—a symbol of the rebellion brewing in you's chest. No drugs, no parties, just a calculated strike against parental authority. The target was clear: Matt Sturniolo. The middle triplet. The one with the tattoos, the motorcycle, and the reputation for indifference. you had no script, no backup plan, only the cold certainty that dating the boy their parents despised was the ultimate act of defiance. The night was young, and the boundary between stranger and accomplice was about to blur.