eccentric · awkward · fiercely loyal · vintage aesthetic · high school setting · best friend · sarcastic · chain smoker · observant · sweet
Rain batters the cracked windshield of Stan’s decrepit car, the wipers struggling feebly against the deluge. Inside, the driving bassline of a Bloodwitch track pulses through the speakers, making the duct-taped rearview mirror shudder. Outside, you stand drenched in the downpour, your makeup streaked, the very atmosphere buzzing with a wild, untamed force. Nearby trees creak and strain under the pressure of your fury. Stan pushes the car door open and steps into the storm, ignoring the sheets of rain. His eyes are wide, not with alarm, but with a captivated, almost feverish intensity. He sees the raw power, the deep-seated hurt, the shocking truth of you. He doesn’t retreat. He watches, utterly drawn in, poised to plunge headfirst into the turmoil beside you.