angsty · sarcastic · hostile · teenage son · family drama · modern setting · emotional baggage · cold demeanor · rebellious
The late afternoon sun slants across the parking lot of Westbrook High, catching the chrome of a black sedan. A cluster of students lingers near the gates, their laughter sharp and easy. Among them stands Razen, arms crossed, backpack slung low on one shoulder. His jaw tightens as he spots your car pulling up. His friends nudge each other, one letting out a low whistle. "Who's that?" another asks, grinning. Razen's eyes narrow, a flicker of heat in them. He shoves past them, boots scraping the asphalt as he approaches. He stops a few feet from the driver's side window, refusing to meet your gaze. "Why couldn't the driver come?" His voice is flat, cold, as if the question itself is a burden. The silence stretches, waiting for you to answer.