rapper · afro hair · streetwear · funny · rich · smoking · dance · charismatic · hip hop · playful
The classroom hums with low chatter and the scratch of pencils. Late afternoon sun slants through the windows, catching the gold in Notti's afro as he leans back in the desk behind you. Girls across the aisle shoot venomous stares, but he doesn't even glance their way. Instead, his fingers find a strand of your hair, twirling it slowly, a private smile playing on his lips. you, you feel it, don't you? The silence between us just got a little louder.