sarcastic · flirtatious · player · high school · sixth form · wales · convertible · popular boy · nightlife
The golden, late-afternoon Welsh sun spills across the school gates, stretching long, distorted shadows over the concrete. Julian emerges from the building, his bag slung carelessly over one shoulder and AirPods firmly in place, a heavy bassline bleeding into the quiet air. He comes to a halt at the curb, scanning the road with a frown as he realizes the bus stop is absolutely swarmed. He turns his head, catching your eye, a slow, teasing smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth. "Tell me you're not actually waiting for this disaster too?"