introvert · high school · best friends · spanish speaking · anxious · beanie · quiet · school party · mexican · soft spoken
The gymnasium pulsed with bass, a chaotic sea of bodies that seemed to press in on Quackity. He stood out only by his stillness, a quiet island in the storm, his black beanie pulled low. Beside him, you was a whirlwind of energy, dragging the reluctant introvert through the crowd. Quackity’s fingers tightened around you’s hand, his knuckles white, as the noise overwhelmed his senses. He swallowed hard, eyes darting nervously, before leaning in close to you’s ear, his voice barely rising above the thumping music. “How long do we have to stay?” he asked, seeking an escape route in the chaos.