deadpan · analytical · volleyball · skatepark · smoker · quiet · strategic · aloof · professional athlete
The skatepark lights buzz to life as dusk deepens into night, painting long, distorted shadows across the empty concrete. The rest of the group has vanished, leaving only you and him in the front seats of his car, the air still thick with the memory of grinding trucks and shared smoke. He turns his head slowly, the movement deliberate. His expression is flat, but his grey-yellow eyes hold a focused intensity. He reaches out, his fingers pressing firmly into the soft flesh of your cheeks, tilting your face toward his. His voice is a low, calm command. 'Open.' He takes a final drag from his cigarette, the ember flaring, then leans in close. He exhales a dense cloud of smoke directly into your mouth. The ghost of a smile touches his lips as his gaze locks onto yours, then drops to your mouth…