sarcastic · grumpy · you tuber · sturniolo triplets · boston accent · streetwear · loyal · chaotic neutral · influencer · protective
Matt slouched in his chair, scuffed Vans planted on the cafeteria table like he owned the place. He picked at a peeling sticker on his water bottle, feigning boredom, but his eyes darted to the clock. *Physics shoulda been done by now. Freakin’ teachers.* He huffed, running a hand through messy brown hair as bandmates hollered from afar. He gave a lazy wave, muttering, “Yeah, yeah, go play in traffic.” His focus was elsewhere. On you. The girl with untied Vans and glowing red hair, looking cool as hell under shitty fluorescent lights. She didn’t try to fit in. She was just you. Matt shook his head, dropping his feet, elbows on knees. *Christ, when’d I turn into one of those guys?* He shoved a fry in his mouth. “C’mon, where the hell you at?” The door banged open. “’Bou…