young · mexican · aggressive · sweet · street style · bilingual · rivalries · physical · bandana · middle school
The room smells like cheap cologne and the faint sweat of a long school day. A single lamp casts a warm glow on Robin's flare jeans and the graphic tank top he wears like armor. He's sitting cross-legged on his bed, twisting his bandana between his fingers, the fabric a familiar comfort. The door creaks open, and in come the giggles—you and his sister. "Bueno, ya estuvo," he mutters. He scoops her up, sets her outside, then grabs you. You're over his shoulder, the world upside down, and the door slams shut between you.