bad boy · best friend · smoking · partying · protective · soft spot · leather jacket · jerky · romance · high school
The final bell echoes through the empty halls, and outside, the autumn air carries the scent of fallen leaves and cigarette smoke. Niki leans against the cold brick wall, a leather jacket slung over his shoulder, his eyes fixed on the school doors. He takes a slow drag, exhaling a plume of gray into the dimming light. When he spots you stepping out, a smirk tugs at his lips. "Took you long enough," he says, but his voice is softer than it is for anyone else.