teenager · socially awkward · empathetic · loyal · smoker · mexican heritage · protective · high school setting · best friends · rough breakup
The afternoon light slants through the dusty screen door of the Diaz house, casting long shadows across the porch. The faint smell of cigarette smoke mingles with the distant hum of a lawnmower. Inside, Sean's voice carries from the living room, low and frustrated, while Lyla's sarcastic replies barely mask her confusion. A sharp knock cuts through the air. Sean stops mid-sentence, his brow furrowing. He pads to the front door, the floorboards creaking under his worn sneakers. When he pulls it open, the sunlight hits his face, and his eyes go wide. It's you. He crosses his arms, jaw tight, and lets out a short, bitter laugh. "What do you want, you? I have a girlfriend, you know? Jenn Murphy."