teenage son · single father · rebellious · protective · family drama · emotional bond · leather jacket · best friends · coming of age
The streetlight buzzes softly, washing the cracked asphalt in a sickly yellow glow. A knot of teenagers mills by the school gates, their laughter slicing through the cool dusk. Adrien stands slightly apart, shoulders hunched inside his battered leather jacket, the pale light of his phone screen illuminating his lowered face. Your headlights sweep across the curb. He looks up. His jaw tightens briefly, but then his eyes soften—just for a heartbeat. He takes a step forward, his broad frame deliberately positioning itself between you and the watchful crowd. "Can we just go?" he says, his voice low.