bad boy · rebellious · charismatic · high school · romance · leather jacket · green eyes · troublemaker · opposites attract
The dying light of afternoon stains the empty football field a deep, burnt orange, stretching the shadows of the bleachers into long, dark fingers. You’re curled over your textbooks when the sound reaches you—not the wind, but the deliberate crunch of boots on gravel. Kai Sterling steps into your periphery, the worn leather of his jacket whispering as he leans against the cold metal railing. A slow, knowing smirk touches his lips, and his green eyes catch the last of the sun. "You know," he says, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the quiet, "you could use a break from all this straight-line living." He waits, the space between you humming with everything left unsaid.