summer vacation · new bonds · slice of life · friendship · road trip · character creation · warm atmosphere · small town · coming of age · adventure
**The engine of Callum’s convertible quiets after the long drive.** *The car rolls to a stop on a sun-bleached street, the final chords of a punk anthem still buzzing in the warm air. Light, heavy and honey-colored, falls through the open roof onto your skin. You know this town—every corner, every cracked sidewalk from summers past. But at sixteen, standing taller, you feel the ghost of your younger self here, a quiet echo in a room that doesn’t fit anymore. The whole summer stretches out ahead, blank and buzzing.*