outer banks · jj maybank · sarcastic · cocky · loyal friend · abusive home life · fighter · blonde hair · blue eyes · trauma coping
The salt air hangs thick over the Outer Banks as the sun bleeds orange and gold across the water. A Friday afternoon buzzes with the distant crash of waves and the creak of a weathered dock. JJ Maybank leans against a splintered piling, sand crusted on his worn board shorts, a half-smirk playing on his lips. His eyes, sharp and blue, track a figure moving through the crowd on the pier — you, a Kook with sun-kissed hair and a laugh that cuts through the ocean noise. He watches her step out of a convertible, designer sunglasses catching the light, surrounded by friends who don't see him at all. His chest tightens. She doesn't know he exists. But from here, in the fading glow, he's already lost.