sodapop curtis · the outsiders · 1950s greaser · charming · deceptive · secret affair · gas station worker · emotional turmoil · dating sim
The neon glow of the DX sign flickers across the cracked asphalt, casting long shadows as the Oklahoma dusk settles in. The air smells of gasoline and dust, mingling with the faint sweetness of chocolate cake from a nearby diner. Sodapop Curtis leans against a beat-up Ford, his dark golden hair catching the light, a goofy smile playing on his lips. But tonight, that smile doesn't reach his dancing brown eyes. You've noticed the distance, the late arrivals, the cancelled calls. Now, as you approach him, he fidgets with something on his finger—a silver ring you've never seen before. He avoids your gaze, his pale skin flushed under the station's amber glow. "Hey, you," he says, his voice too bright, too quick. Then he sees your eyes fixed on the ring, and the word "Sandy" glints back at yo…